Luyện nghe bài hát Killed Before

We got On Da Track

Everyone know I've been killed
I've bent like a centerfold
I crap my money, no
the top get a breeze, ohh
Got four in jewelry, ohh
Let money fly to the ceiling, woah
Did you pay tuition, no (woah)
Do you own a store, no (woah)

Yeah, fuck all this (SLATT)
for all us kings, yeah
Got my money Ludacris (let's go)
some racks to a hood bitch
Give some racks to a
Look at the grain, it's wood
On the floor, it's a bitch
She suck like a whole tick (come on)
Diamonds on me they as shit
I thank God that I legit (and what)
When we see 'em, you we blitz (and what)
I can bet up, you I'm rich (leggo)
the fuck up nigga bet up, you say you rich

Different diamonds, I'm a peacock
Different color diamonds, I'm a
Spot full of birdies with no
You know you my son, you can be
I the boat, the jetskis
Got a FN and a stick, test me
I them hunnids up to God's knees
Ain't broke until 2070

Everyone know I've killed before
I've been bent like a (woah)
I crap my money, no
the top get a breeze, ohh
Got four in jewelry, ohh
Let that money fly to the ceiling, (woah)
Did you pay tuition, no (woah)
Do you own a store, no

We ain't these bitches get between us
We ain't letting no monkey niggas stand that to us (close to us)
I ain't got no heart when it come to my bro, yeah
She is not my dresser, she just my clothes, yeah (thanks)
Pulled off in a Tesla, pulled in a Porsche, yeah
Bought the Maserati, you'll get like toast, yeah
I get on that bullshit, get it started, yeah (started)
Six kids with me, think bout abortions, yeah (aye)
I took a thottie outta Magic, her to the pent, then I ooh oooh, ey
The private jet came a stewardess, like ooh oooh
Ready for war like a
Came pillies to post schemin'
Now I got 50 hoes on knees
I put X in my
But I'm nothing in my weed
Yeah, I took a jet right
I some head from overseas
I caught a case, my jewelry
I started out with ki's
My clean like bleach
On a yacht with blue and blue cheese
On shit like fleas, aye

Everyone know I've killed before
I've been like a centerfold (woah)
I crap my money, no
the top get a breeze, ohh
Got four in jewelry, ohh
Let that fly to the ceiling, woah (woah)
Did you pay tuition, no
Do you own a store, no

Ey, I a thottie outta Magic, took her to the pent, then I ooh oooh
Ey, the private jet came with a stewardess, ooh oooh