Luyện nghe bài hát Bout My Money

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

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

my money
That shit there aint nothin
Don't start duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my
And sonny, be stuntin and lookin funny
When I ask about my mutha fuckin
That shit there aint nothin
Don't duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my money
And sonny, don't be stuntin and funny
my mutha 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 of verses 48 and 9
Is what ya thug nigga's, drug and doin time
But verse 100, talks bout my
its full of blood so all memphis is funny
But nigga I don't want to hold gold
I just want to your soul
And be found somewhere in public all this shit unfolds
I done gave ya two bricks, and you aint gave me shit
You around in your new bubble lights
verse sit lookin sick
I aint here to ur sing, I just want my cream
And you can keep your little watch and ring that go bling

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

Now all huffin and puffin
Aint goin to get you young nigga's nothin
But a shit bag and bullet holes through bloody clothes
Out of all the nigga's you fuckin know
I should have been the last nigga you want to muthafuckin
I'll meet ya at your front door, and im bringin my
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 problems all this shit unfolden
Bout my money, I at it, and your son ain't have it
Now this 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 short 64
This nigga aint goin to fuck me no

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