Luyện nghe bài hát Cake

Money, money, money,

I need the cake

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

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

And you mutha fuckas lookin' steak
Food on the for the wolves, follow wolves
get moved by the tools
Blood ooze on ya shoes wait, control ya hate

You ain't in dem 6s
'Cause you all ya cake on dem bitches
I need the bread niggas need Christmas
Banks 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 back
I don't give a fuck, it's down like that
I done been through hood, dead niggas gone rap

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

I conversate wit' killas, 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 rang out I'm the boy the toaster

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

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

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

No mistakes the jakes, run the plates
Then you headed up for rollin' 'round wit' a steak
Niggas start up the beef and run to the cops
You a ass nigga, the cupcake of the block
Any nigga disrespect the gettin' shot
'Round here get found upside down

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

Money, money, money,