Luyện nghe bài hát Bout My Business

Yeah, yeah, yo
I got a knack for pushin crack, and raw coke
Fresh off the boat, no vest but I tote, and wear it a coat
I'm through the scope, with one eye open and one shut
Zero in on the target, spark him and watch his head
Ain't shit to discuss, it's moneybags
Or the SK-8, drop Jag with funny
Homey laugh now but die later when the dump
And double barrel slugs like Fudd, I'm handsome

Some of your favorite is flamin, I'm bangin things at them
They claim they gangster, lettin mens brains to them
I aim the stainless, let the games
Bang dangerous, my gun gang famous
My hoes don't speak English, catch 'em at the foreign exchange
New Armani leather in the
When you see my gang, in your chain
We in the game, we fuckin the same, bang

I'm my money and bout my business (bang!)
Shout out my niggaz en to riches (bang!)
I doubt we different, hustlers (bang!)
And we all gon' get away, all my say
I'm bout my money and bout my (yeah!)
Whatta, my bitches who mouth is ridiculous (yeah!)
Gettin money and it's insignificant (yeah! what?)
get your pay, I love it when I hear 'em say

It's back to business, stackin
If you, act suspicious, it's a like Reynolds
Black Continental, mac outta the
Black's out of his mental, I black out with
It ain't confidential, all the shit I been
Now I'm gettin money and a is essential
bang, nigga, 'til the day we die
A for a tooth and a eye for a eye

Nigga you it's, business befo' pleasure, money over chicks
in the clip, nickel on my hip patrollin through the strip
Bet a stack, head crack, no to the six
up my chips, then I split, with my beautiful bitch
Like Jada Pinkett Smith, for that I leave stinkin and stiff
Your and wrist, and your necklace
Get removed nigga, my wolves is playin
Leavin him like a Pelican Bay yard brawl

I'm bout my money and my business (bang!)
out my niggaz en route to riches (bang!)
I doubt we different, hustlers (bang!)
And we all get away, all my niggaz say
I'm bout my money and bout my (yeah!)
Whatta, my bitches who mouth is ridiculous (yeah!)
money and nigga it's insignificant (yeah! what?)
Always get your pay, I it when I hear 'em say

Who wanna know why I got so much beef with so rappers?
Drama, it's the INC red rum backwards
Karma, is a muh'fucker your actions
Cause the to the max slips in bananas
I catch fire like {whew} then blow out
And the flyest crews goin the
Pull up to the club in New York, with my hazards on
No tags, I drove it off the showroom floor
cash, bout my paper, I'm on my gangster
Doin this for ten years, niggaz I'm major
Maybach and all that, behavior
Money over bitches, over strangers
befo' bangers but bangers do
For niggaz had enough and ain't got no clue
That they can get slayed, and get sprayed
And spin they like yo' hottest DJ's, motherfuckers

I'm bout my money and my business (bang!)
Shout out my niggaz en route to (bang!)
I we different, hustlers pitchin (bang!)
And we all gon' get away, all my say
I'm bout my money and my business (yeah!)
Whatta, my bitches who mouth is ridiculous (yeah!)
Gettin money and it's insignificant (yeah! what?)
Always get pay, I love it when I hear 'em say

I'm bout my money and bout my