Luyện nghe bài hát Over Here

We getting money over here, it do pimpin'
See ya boys looking but y'all lame ain't
Hold up, a, yeah some wrong wit it
If your money gon' be the fuck on wit it

And don't worry 'bout what the fuck we smokin' over
Don't worry 'bout what the we drankin' over here
worry 'bout who the fuck was standing over here
Don't worry 'bout how the fuck we dancing here

I'm in a new SS and the tag on it
And the niggaz hating 'cause all the hoes on it
She ask me why I so mean
I said, "The Benz boosted up to my self-esteem"

Nigga I'm the shit and if I ain't y'all let me think I think
Matter of tell the waitress let me drink when I drink
think I ain't, no need to brag
Man these love Jeezy, they just like my swag
The way I do my
I'm just a ghetto nigga wit a big ass chain

We getting money here, what it do pimpin'
See ya looking but y'all [Incomprehensible]ain't tipping
Hold up, a, yeah it's some wit it
If your money gon' nigga be the on wit it

And worry 'bout what the fuck we smokin' over here
Don't worry 'bout what the fuck we over here
Don't 'bout who the fuck was standing over here
worry 'bout how the fuck we dancing over here

Now if you like a pimp dog gon' brush ya shoulders off
You trapping lil' gon' get them boulders off
And I'ma you how to stunt
As soon as my niggaz roll up these

She said, "She my domineer"
me and you I think she's digging my Beemer
Love the way a lil' nigga spit so
she heard I gotta big dick that's it

Yeah, put it on me
Matter of fact tell ya put it on me girl
Gangsta we got dro in the air
Bottles of Crist', Grey everywhere

We money over here, what it do pimpin'
See ya boys looking but y'all lame tipping
Hold up, a, yeah it's some wit it
If your money nigga be the fuck on wit it

And don't worry 'bout the fuck we smokin' over here
Don't worry 'bout what the fuck we drankin' here
Don't worry 'bout who the fuck was over here
worry 'bout how the fuck we dancing over here

I gotta a stable full of hoes and a trap of dealers
A full of bloods and a click full of killers
I'm heavy on the streets with a rep long as old
I hit a wit a heat from a cold gat

We up on a black like a street light
Watching the money move making sure I eat
for dollar and dime for dime
We out here hustle for hustle, grind for grind

We got them in them halfs
Even them old things grinding on hash
Folding for doe mane and we all in the dope game, buying and
You haters buying and telling, but is my niggaz yelling

We getting money over here, what it do
See ya boys looking but lame ain't tipping
Hold up, a, yeah it's wrong wit it
If money gon' nigga be the fuck on wit it

And don't 'bout what the fuck we smokin' over here
Don't worry 'bout what the fuck we drankin' over
Don't worry 'bout who the fuck was standing over
Don't worry 'bout how the fuck we dancing here