Luyện nghe bài hát About The Money (Remix)

Bustin' out the
A nigga jewelry real metal like a can
I from rags to riches to a feature with Tip
I went from Smart Car to a with some smart lips
And the F&N my hip limp
I'm goin' fishin' with these little shrimp dips
And my roll got a big dip
She gon' it on a big ship
trill, no Quik Trip
I got drugs in the alley, no tip
She wanna have 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
Listen what my Tip say

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, stop my time
If it ain't about the
Nah I can't even what you say, I ain't finna do shit
If it ain't about the
Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga 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
Pants out the grocery store, they stuck with
She try make the extras, I on these bitches
When bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches

Ay what you think we in the for?
Standin' at the store with a pocket full of dough
be damned if a nigga wipe a hood hoe
Learned that from UGK back in "Pocket of Stones"
Put your money down I could 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 doin' it for black and yellow, free
The head honcho, no Tonto, nigga
I'm quick to put some bricks in a Bronco,
Niggas talk shit, well I respond to no nigga
No murder, no dough, no

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

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

Aye, you think we in the neighborhood for?
in the trap, slangin good blow
Maybach to slang that crack
Buy a stolen car he bang that AK
If you ever took a loss better bring that
Catcha' witcha' betcha' heat will blow your brains 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 ain't about the
Don't be me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up
If it about the money
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, nigga miss me with it

I'm packin' 11, I'm 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 with
She try make the extras, I on these bitches
When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these

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