Luyện nghe bài hát Peace Hardly

(Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that beat?)
(Ah, nah, you ain't that motherfucker)
(Oh Lord, Jetson another one)

I'm that lil' nigga not them M's
I'm holdin' that shit like good, mmm
I hidin' my hand, they know what it is
Leave the hood as soon as spill, boom
Bring sticks out, hood go crazy
no love, straight homicide
.45 Glock got no safety
In the North, we at war with the other

Fuck all you niggas, I'm strapped with my
I'm see what it is
in that Bentley, hop out on a corner
Make my way to LA on a
I see your vision ain't looking too clear
Them bodies get left in the
And diamonds get set on a bezel
And my mind stay set on a
All night, standin' on that
We on go, we see 'em
I'ma fly her in when I
'Cause lil' shorty
And that's all that matter, chit, no
And these get cut like pills
Bitch, don't run your mouth nothin'
You that ain't real

I can barely get peace
Lie like all in
I see all these people wanna scheme, I just wanna be
it's war, ain't no stallin'
All night we be
Let's see where they hidin' or where be
We that heat, die in the street
Hundred, two hundred, hundred
Four hundred, five hundred, six, add more
I'm really rich, I'ma that shit
I'ma shoot the shit, got plenty of
One million, two million, million
Wanna be with a nigga, ho, add some
Why you worried 'bout me? You here with me
'Til you prove me you ain't innocent

Wrong side, we gon' that bitch
Tell shorty I say him right in the dead end
Fuck if he alone, know how we get
Not sayin' wrong with some dead friends
It's 187, we burnin' down
Murder right in the town, they in
She ain't right for my heart, so I'm out
I'ma clear bitch out if they mug again
Now I'm back in this bitch, gotta thug
Full of Xans, I be it with a ten
straps in that car when I'm with Lil' Ben
Catch another, I ain't thinkin' sin
Get it to 'em, no talkin', no
He gon' bang for that gang, ain't no switchin'
Travel out for things, just him and soldiers
For that money, be less, better pray over

I can barely get hardly
Lie they all in
I see all these people just wanna scheme, I just be
When it's war, no stallin'
All we be stalkin'
Let's see they hidin' or where they be
We slangin' heat, die in the street
Hundred, two hundred, hundred
Four hundred, hundred, six, add four more
I'm really rich, I'ma spend that
I'ma shoot the shit, got plenty of
One million, two million, three
Wanna be with a nigga, ho, add some
Why you worried me? You ain't here with me
'Til you prove with me you innocent

I'm that lil' nigga not spendin' M's
I'm holdin' that shit like good, mmm
I ain't hidin' my hand, they what it is
Leave the as soon as blood spill, boom
Bring them sticks out, hood go
Show no love, straight
.45 Glock ain't got no
In the North, we at war with the other