Luyện nghe bài hát Money

Bustin' out the
A nigga jewelry real metal like a can
I went from rags to to a feature with Tip
I went from Smart Car to a bitch with some smart
And the F&N make my hip
I'm goin' fishin' with these little bitty shrimp
And my roll got a big dip
She gon' it on a big ship
Quite trill, no Trip
I got in the alley, no tip there
She just wanna have a day
Smoke way more than a guy in L.A
I want them 'til next May
Never let em fly
What!? I ay
what my nigga Tip say

If it about the money
be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up
If it about the money
Ain't no use in you my line, stop wastin' my time
If it ain't the money
Nah I can't even hear you say, I ain't finna do shit
If it ain't about the
Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch miss me with it

I'm packin' 11, I'm 11
I ride in a gator, my are Guiseppe
I'm slime like the reverend, I at the reverend
Pants out the store, they stuck with lettuce
She try the extras, I told on these bitches
When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these

Ay you think we in the neighborhood for?
at the corner store with a pocket full of dough
I'll be damned if a nigga wipe a hoe
Learned that UGK back in "Pocket Full of Stones"
Put your money down I could book a hard
You with it, I'ma send 'em through your car door
But while I flood the shit sick got oh
I'm doin' it for and yellow, free Hardo
The head honcho, nigga no Tonto,
I'm to put some bricks in a Bronco, nigga
Niggas talk shit, well I respond to no nigga
No murder, no dough, no

If it ain't about the
Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't up
If it ain't the money
Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my
If it ain't about the
Nah I can't even hear what you say, I finna do shit
If it ain't the money
Bitch, you can miss me with it, nigga miss me with it

I'm packin' 11, I'm 11
I in a gator, my shoes are Guiseppe
I'm slime the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
Pants out the store, they stuck with lettuce
She try make the extras, I on these bitches
When it's bout time to pay bail on these bitches

Aye, what you think we in the neighborhood
Standin in the trap, good blow
Maybach used to slang crack
Buy a stolen car he bang that AK
If you ever a loss better bring that back
Catcha' witcha' betcha' will blow your brains bout that
Know you be, on your best behavior when addressing me
Because, bye-gones, we let em be
Niggas disrespect me, I'm a catch a
For real, if you listen I can get you
But not interested in you say

If it ain't the money
Don't be blowin' me up, I ain't gettin' up
If it ain't the money
Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my
If it about the money
Nah I can't even what you say, I ain't finna do shit
If it ain't about the
Bitch, you can miss me it, bitch nigga miss me with it

I'm 11, I'm packin' 11
I ride in a gator, my are Guiseppe
I'm slime the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
Pants out the grocery store, they with lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on these
When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these

Ay, what you think we in the for?
Standin' at the store with a pocket full of dough
be damned if a nigga wife a hood ho
Learned that from UGK back in "Pocket Full of Stones"