Luyện nghe bài hát About The Money

Bustin' out the
A nigga jewelry metal like a can opener
I went rags to riches to a feature with Tip
I went Smart Car to a bitch with some smart lips
And the F&N make my hip
I'm goin' fishin' these little bitty shrimp dips
And my bank got a big dip
She bring it on a big ship
trill, no Quik Trip
I got drugs in the alley, no tip
She just wanna have a day
Smoke way weed than a guy in L.A
I want them 'til next May
let em fly away
What!? I ay
Listen my nigga Tip say

If it ain't the money
be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up
If it ain't about the
Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, wastin' my time
If it ain't the money
Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't 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 to pay I'ma bail on these bitches

Ay what you think we in the for?
Standin' at the corner store with a full of dough
be damned if a nigga wipe a hood hoe
Learned from UGK back in "Pocket Full of Stones"
Put your money I could book a hard four
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 honcho, nigga no Tonto, nigga
I'm to put some bricks in a Bronco, nigga
Niggas talk shit, well I don't to no nigga
No murder, no dough, no

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

I'm 11, I'm packin' 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 bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches

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

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

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

Ay, what you think we in the neighborhood
Standin' at the corner store with a pocket of dough
I'll be damned if a nigga a hood ho
Learned that from UGK back in "Pocket of Stones" nigga