Luyện nghe bài hát Pirates

I guess ain't no nice way to
tell you it's game over, huh?
for me

Hallucination of money, while nigga's just rumble
Had to fuck with the Haitians and break a to crumbles
Nigga living in rubble, within him labelled the
Any wan' rumble, somebody hand me a shovel
silence the lambs, get on my Buffalo Bill
Stepping off the Sonoma with the black bag filled
Got a cute with me, Favor come on, for real
Got Meek Mill on the celly, that nigga a few mil
I what I manage, I manage to multiply
Witness niggas fail, and watch you fuck niggas strive
Witness bitch pale, Tripheart just got twenty-five
At point in my life, I'm just trying to survive
stay on my mind, Christopher Wallace of my time
R.I.P. to the legend, 2Pac Shakur with a
Makaveli returns it's God forgives, and I
Resurrection of the real, time to get the richer Trump

I'm the dice, four, five, six
Young nigga, nineteen, four or bricks
Praying on you niggas, sinners full of
God and I don't, only hustlers relate

to keep my head above water, nigga
We pirates out here, nigga, just to stay afloat
And I ride for my

Fascination with fortune me mansion and Porsches
Panamera abortions, imported
Dreams of getting cream and to be extorted
Seen so many things, be not to record it
is in demand, profit not far behind
Got on my mother pearl, she fucking up time
Babies be babies, I'm talking 'bout how I grind
Niggas thinking its voodoo the way bricks be
Affiliated with wealth, with death
Self-made millionaire, snatch a triple off the shelf
Straight Grim Reaper, Air Jordans walking the
Blackberry boss one call, ya put to

I'm the dice, four, five, six
nigga, nineteen, forty five bricks
Praying on you niggas, sinners of hate
God and I don't, only hustlers relate

The Lord is my light and my
But I see none of you fuck
Fuck what you heard,
I need to it
I need to it
I to see it