Luyện nghe bài hát About The Money (Remix)

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

If it about 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 ain't 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 like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
Pants out the grocery store, they stuck lettuce
She try make the extras, I on these bitches
When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these

Ay what you think we in the neighborhood
Standin' at the store with a pocket full of dough
I'll be damned if a wipe a hood hoe
Learned from UGK back in "Pocket Full of Stones"
Put your money down I could a hard four
You playin' with it, I'ma 'em through your car door
But while I flood the sick got prob' oh
I'm doin' it for 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 about the money
Don't be me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up
If it ain't the money
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 the money
Bitch, you can miss me with it, nigga miss me with it

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

Aye, you think we in the neighborhood for?
Standin in the trap, slangin good
Maybach used to slang crack
Buy a stolen car while he that AK
If you ever a loss better bring 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
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 about 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 ain't the money
Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do
If it about 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 at the reverend
Pants out the store, they stuck with lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on these
When it's bout time to pay I'ma on these bitches

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