Luyện nghe bài hát Hands Down

1]
Hands down, me and my gettin' bread now, yea now
Basquiat paintings on my
Shrimp and champagne is what I
God sent angels and they saved me
Sell Sole, Shots fired off
Pockets golden, finna know me
The realest in it, protect me and my homies
These niggas love me, your nigga me
I'm nothing like these other girls, corny
be shootin' but don't be scorin'
We be shootin', yea we be
Ain't gone and 'em who fuckin' run it
Runnin' marathons all these dummies
I'm at the top, don't no comp
All these sacrifices me lookin' lucky
say I'm ugly
But they know me
I'm goin' crazy I really came from nothin'

And I say, Hands down me and my niggas bread now
Yeah now, walkin' with my out, with my hair down
Haters gone we gone lay 'em down
Killin' we see, no time to play around

2]
Protecting my people, all these are lethal
In the studio grindin', ice out my Jesus
Feel this shit in my soul, feel it all through them
Hey yo, my heart turned cold, I can see through you people
I be turnin' down features, I'm bout to up my prices
All my verses worth millions but I'm taking 10
They want to eat, (?) 'em
They want beef? surprise them
Cause been cooking all this shit
Now time to eat and they're

3]
Dad killed, rose petals, mom's
95, born, cold winter
Shit crazy, all women and all these children
Supposedly I got new and new sisters
to myself, I was the oddball
Hoop dreams, I had the handles hot sauce
But being shy was my
let that shit control my life dog