Luyện nghe bài hát About The Money (Remix)

Bustin' out the
A jewelry real metal like a can opener
I went rags to riches to a feature with Tip
I from Smart Car to a bitch with some smart lips
And the F&N make my hip
I'm goin' fishin' with these bitty shrimp dips
And my roll got a big dip
She gon' it on a big ship
Quite trill, no Trip
I got drugs in the alley, no tip
She just wanna a good day
Smoke way more weed a guy in L.A
I want them 'til next May
Never let em fly
What!? I ay
what my nigga Tip say

If it ain't the money
Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I gettin' up
If it ain't the money
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 about the
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 slime like the reverend, I shoot at the
Pants out the grocery store, they stuck lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on bitches
When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on bitches

Ay you think we in the neighborhood for?
at the corner store with a pocket full of dough
I'll be damned if a nigga a hood hoe
Learned that from UGK in "Pocket Full of Stones"
Put money down I could book a hard four
You playin' it, I'ma send 'em through your car door
But while I flood the sick got prob' oh
I'm it for black and yellow, free Hardo
The honcho, nigga no Tonto, nigga
I'm quick to put bricks in a Bronco, nigga
Niggas talk shit, well I don't to no nigga
No murder, no dough, no

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

I'm packin' 11, I'm 11
I ride in a gator, my 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 on these bitches
When it's bout to pay I'ma bail on these bitches

Aye, what you think we in the for?
in the trap, slangin good blow
Maybach to slang that crack
Buy a stolen car while he that AK
If you ever took a loss better that back
Catcha' witcha' betcha' heat will blow your 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 I can get you paid
But not in shit you say

If it ain't about the
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 the money
Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do
If it ain't about the
Bitch, you can me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it

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

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