Luyện nghe bài hát Bout My Money

Let's see, to do today?
Fuck that I'm to get my money
one in a Thuggin memory
That thug
nigga
I did this one in that name
Hollywood nigga, yall that mutha fuckin name
bout that mutha fuckin money

To kill for cocaine and get a killed
And a banana will get his whole hide flipped
bringin danger to the life of his home boy's
You can see the moon, but let him go alone boy
my money, we goin to bump heads and it wont be long
That's why I got two choppers, one for the car, and one for the
Got extra grip for when they on
Nextel, instead of these dial
And quarter game for these old tapped ass phones
And new back for my new dread homes
You aint been outta jail long, but nigga you dead
my money, nigga you shouldn't a played wit it
You're goin to remember the day when A.K hit ya

my money
That shit aint nothin funny
Don't start duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin my money
And sonny, don't be stuntin and lookin
When I ask about my mutha money
That shit aint nothin funny
Don't start duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin my money
And sonny, don't be and lookin funny
Have my fuckin money

I in the Book of Thugs, Chapter A.K Verse 47
And it tells me all thugs go to heaven
But between the lines of 48 and 9
Is what ya thug nigga's, drug dealin and time
But verse 100, talks my money
Say's its of blood so all memphis is funny
But nigga I want to hold your gold
I just to free your soul
And be found somewhere in public when all this shit
I done gave ya two bricks, and you aint gave me shit
You runnin in your new bubble lights
When verse sit lookin
I aint to hold ur sing, I just want my cream
And you can keep your watch and ring that go bling bling

Bout my
That shit there nothin funny
Don't duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my money
And sonny, don't be stuntin and funny
When I ask my mutha fuckin money
That shit there aint nothin
Don't start duckin and when it go to gunnin bout my money
And sonny, don't be stuntin and lookin
Have my mutha fuckin

Now all this huffin and
goin to get you young fuck nigga's nothin
But a bag and bullet holes through your bloody clothes
Out of all the nigga's you fuckin know
I should have the last nigga you want to muthafuckin know
I'll ya at your front door, and im bringin my calico
if u aint got my flow ur ass gotta go
We'll get you mammy and all and layin em down on the front floor
Bout to do em all cuz I done have bout all this shit unfolden
Bout my money, I came at it, and son ain't have it
Now nigga I owe is goin to be the next nigga to go
I got 20 G's, and I owe 'em 84
It ain't my muthafuckin fault, I'm bout 64
This nigga goin to fuck me no more

Bout my
That shit there nothin funny
Don't duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my money
And sonny, don't be stuntin and funny
When I ask about my mutha money
That there aint nothin funny
Don't start and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my money
And sonny, don't be and lookin funny
my mutha fuckin money