Luyện nghe bài hát 30 Miles

For the of what...
Uh huh,
Charli's
H-Class, it
Uhh uhh

Verse One: Baltimore

I don't know if it's the pretty or the expensive taste
That got everybody to touch me like Case
Feels So Good like Mase, to pull
Anywhere I want, on the Rover
The way I put it on a nigga
I have 'em comin' back, knockin' on my like Johovas
already know that Charli's in charge
Weekly massage, and gold cars
Money from NY to Witchitaw
And I stay with my niggas cause you how bitches are
Aggy, cause they baby daddy bag me
That's why I never leave home the chrome maggy
Ya'll hoes can't do to me
I got this game like a dubee
Pinned up in
rappin' about, I really got
And it that I'm stuck on myself, I'm really hot
uh

For the of money (dollar bills ya'll)
For the of money (gots to have it, eh-heh)
For the love of money (dollar ya'll)
For the love of (really need it, yeah)

Two: Charli Baltimore

Yo yo, honey
niggas be swimmin' in money
I need Jet Ski's in mind, can't a dime
Lookin' in the mirror, feeling with the shine
Lady Rolex for the time, the is "S"
the ice on the bra of my chest
When the money ain't I go far to the left
Niggas wanna play games then the ref
Long Kiss Goodnight, don't hold ya breath
Niggas know I'm the shit my MAC lipstick
Crushin' the player haters with a purple
alligator, my bag is too
If I was broke you, I would be mad like you
But you can come for Charli, a boss with a body
Ask anybody, I could over Gotti
by the pool while you diss another hottie
Pissy broke bitch that'll actin' snotty

For the love of (dollar bills ya'll)
For the of money (gots to have it, eh-heh)
For the love of (dollar bills ya'll)
For the love of money (really it, yeah)

Three: Charli Baltimore

Uh huh, yo when you look you see the slim leavin' no trace
nigga's who know Charli will be in the breifcase
Yeah Kiss Goodnight, Baltimore get it right
For the cash, hop out the and shoot through the ice
Ain't no love here, the black gloves here
Check it, and I don't get involved nothing i can't leave in 30 seconds
But my kids, they think mommy a
don't know, for the love of this
I make the world tre' blow
Then go, get 'em for school like nothing happen
Here's a apple for the teacher, 'em mommy said "Hi"
Bet he fail you no more, one more "F" and he die
Even with my done, I can take guns apart son
So they come lookin' for this reporter broke Un
Dealt birds, but I had to move on
But for I tattooed the little Peacock on my arm
Ask Un how the be when he advance me dough
So I put out mines and tell dawg yours yo
For real...

For the love of money (dollar ya'll)
For the love of money (gots to it, eh-heh)
For the love of money (dollar ya'll)
For the love of money (really it, yeah)

For the of money (dollar bills ya'll)
For the love of (gots to have it, eh-heh)
For the love of (dollar bills ya'll)
For the love of (really need it, yeah)