Luyện nghe bài hát Cake

Money, money, money,

I need the cake

The don't play, we rap but we strapped
got the shotgun, 50 got the mack
Spida got the sweeper and you to hear it clap
You have another birthday cake afta that
'Cause got a temper and he don't know how to act
I've been all winter but now a nigga back

To get the money, the
The money, the money, the

And you mutha lookin' like steak
on the plate for the wolves, follow wolves
Don't get moved by the
will ooze on ya shoes wait, control ya hate

You ain't in dem 6s
'Cause you all ya cake on dem bitches
I the bread lil' niggas need Christmas
don't rap wit a back pack

I'm in it for the money, the
The money, the money, the

You heard Banks said so I I got the mack
I pull up, pull out spray hollows at your
I don't give a fuck, it's down like that
I done been through every hood, niggas gone rap

In the of a victim murda is monumental
I don't complicate shit, yeah I it simple
My bullet wounds will tell you a 'bout wut I been through
trama drama wit' gallamas

I wit' killas, it's usually about life
Politicate wit' lawness, it's usually white
I'm da poster of violence, I'm the boy on the poster
When the shots start to out I'm the boy wit' the toaster

Yeah, listen up clicko, I I get though
You fuckin' wit a sicko, I let a clip go
Cannon out da rental, to ya temple
I squeeze blow your mental, all ova ya

Me I'm from the street, where nothin'
The of the hommies, there's a body every week
Now I don't hear the sirens but they prolly gonna
to pull me ova, put the cake in my jeep

So I'll be skippin' cities seven in aweek
Can't a mutha fuckin' breathin' me I can't eat
Show me the money, the
The money, the money, the
Niggas slow down, ya breaks

No mistakes the jakes, run the plates
Then you headed up state for rollin' 'round wit' a
Niggas start up the beef and run straight to the
You a bitch ass nigga, the cupcake of the
Any nigga disrespect the click gettin'
'Round here niggas get found down

Ova the money, the
The money, the money, the

Money, money, money,