Luyện nghe bài hát About The Money (Remix)

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

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

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

Ay you think we in the neighborhood for?
Standin' at the store with a pocket full of dough
I'll be damned if a wipe a hood hoe
Learned that from UGK in "Pocket Full of Stones"
Put your money down I book a hard four
You with it, I'ma send 'em through your car door
But while I the shit sick got prob' oh
I'm doin' it for black and yellow, Hardo
The honcho, nigga no Tonto, nigga
I'm quick to put some in a Bronco, nigga
Niggas 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 about 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 finna do shit
If it about 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
Pants out the grocery store, stuck with lettuce
She try make the extras, I on these bitches
When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on bitches

Aye, what you we in the neighborhood for?
in the trap, slangin good blow
Maybach used to slang that
Buy a stolen car he bang that AK
If you ever took a loss bring that back
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 catch a
For real, if you I can get you paid
But not interested in you say

If it ain't about the
be blowin' 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 about the
Nah I can't even hear what you say, I finna do shit
If it about the money
Bitch, you can me with 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 lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on these
When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these

Ay, what you we in the neighborhood for?
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 Full of Stones"