Luyện nghe bài hát Carter Ii

So you made it this far, heh, we upstairs, I let you up
You special, Marley, don't shoot, you know what is?
Still The Carter II people, still The Carter II
Yeah, you still in The Carter II people, hey

All I have in this world is a and a promise
A fist full of dollars, a list of problems
I'll address them like P.O.
I'm from New Orleans, the Creole cockpit

We so out of it, tolerance
gumbo, I'll serve 'em a pot of it
I'm wealthy, still fuckin' wit that shit
Wet your ass up, head to 'til your sock a drip

Don't slip, you might fall and bust ass
No at the carter, tell the gardener cut the grass
I 'em but they talking under mass
Stop pebbles at a bulletproof glass

Cash Money, honey pie
We ain't runnin', we don't sayin' fuck the other side
Don't get on it, this the dailiest grind
I'll put heart on it and walk on it

The chalks for the art homie
How they ya after I erase ya
Look around, we at war and you in preparation
I'm for them reparations, no patience

Slow paper is better no paper
money don't last too long, you gotta pace it
You gotta know that
If you got it from a caper, you gotta blow that

know that photo phobia, no Kodak moments
Feds walls my pictures on 'em
Nah, I ain't even in the school
I do too much posin', got a cool killer look

Career crook, get career took
I'm back like a hook
Bitch cheer, gear, the hunter's here
Better play it by ear, you nothing but a deer

Around here and this is The Carter
Serve it it's hot out the pot to your mama
And Slim me ain't nobody hotter
But get your boy some dippin' sauce, I want the enchilada

I got 'em by the collar, me drop 'em
On the at the bottom
You ain't gotta 'em 'cause I already shot 'em
And I ain't get 'em 'cause I already got 'em
Get 'em