Luyện nghe bài hát About The Money

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

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

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

Ay you think we in the neighborhood for?
Standin' at the corner store with a pocket of dough
I'll be if a nigga wipe a hood hoe
that from UGK back in "Pocket Full of Stones"
Put money down I could book a hard four
You playin' with it, I'ma 'em through your car door
But while I flood the shit got prob' oh
I'm it for black and yellow, free Hardo
The head honcho, nigga no Tonto,
I'm quick to put bricks in a Bronco, nigga
talk shit, well I don't respond 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
no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time
If it about the money
Nah I can't even what you say, I ain't finna do shit
If it ain't the money
Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga 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 shoot at the
Pants out the grocery store, they with lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on these
it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches

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

If it ain't the money
Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I gettin' up
If it about the money
Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop my time
If it ain't 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 with it, bitch miss me with it

I'm 11, I'm packin' 11
I ride in a gator, my are Guiseppe
I'm like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
out the grocery store, they stuck with lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on bitches
When it's bout time to pay I'ma 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 wife a hood ho
Learned from UGK back in "Pocket Full of Stones" nigga