Luyện nghe bài hát Bout My Money

Let's see, what to do
that I'm goin to get my money
This one in a memory
That nigga
Hollywood
I did this one in nigga name
Hollywood nigga, yall remember mutha fuckin name
This that mutha fuckin money

To kill for and get a nigga killed
And a banana peel will get his whole hide
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 and it wont be long
That's why I got two choppers, one for the car, and one for the
Got extra grip for they hold on
Nextel, instead of dial tones
And game for these old tapped ass cell phones
And new back bone for my new dread
You aint been outta jail long, but nigga you dead
my money, nigga you shouldn't a played wit it
You're goin to the day when this A.K hit ya

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

I read in the Book of Thugs, Chapter A.K 47
And it me all thugs niggas go to heaven
But between the of verses 48 and 9
Is what ya thug nigga's, dealin and doin time
But verse 100, talks bout my
Say's its full of so all memphis is funny
But nigga I don't to hold your gold
I just want to free your
And be somewhere in public when all this shit unfolds
I done gave ya two bricks, and you aint me back shit
You runnin around in new bubble lights
verse sit lookin sick
I aint here to hold ur sing, I want my cream
And you can your little watch and ring that go bling bling

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

Now all this huffin and
Aint to get you young fuck nigga's nothin
But a shit bag and bullet holes your bloody clothes
Out of all the nigga's you mutha know
I should have been the nigga you want to muthafuckin know
meet ya at your front door, and im bringin my calico
Nigga if u aint got my ur ass gotta go
We'll get you mammy and all and layin em down on the front room
Bout to do em all cuz I done problems bout all this shit unfolden
Bout my money, I at it, and your son ain't have it
Now this nigga I owe is 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 aint goin to fuck me no more

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