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 face or the expensive
That got everybody wantin' to me like Case
Feels So Good Mase, to pull over
Anywhere I want, on the Rover
The way I put it on a sober
I have 'em comin' back, on my door like Johovas
Ya'll already know Charli's in charge
Weekly massage, platinum and gold
Money stashed from NY to
And I stay with my niggas cause you know how are
Aggy, cause they daddy wanna bag me
That's why I never leave home the chrome maggy
Ya'll can't do nothin' to me
I got this game like a dubee
Pinned up in
Charli about, I really got
And it that I'm stuck on myself, I'm really hot
uh

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

Verse Two: Charli

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

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

Verse Three: Baltimore

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

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 of money (really need it, yeah)

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