Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Interfere Wit My Money

[Featuring: OG Boo

[Verse 1: Gucci
I robbed niggas, been robbed nigga
I done shot niggas, been shot at
If you your niggas you fire for your niggas
Waka my nigga, I die for my niggas
Spent seventy-five on Rollie'
Told her like the police
[?] ho, come me
Big Gucci O.G. Tookie
If you told her why like Pookie
Then I'm a gonna have to kill a
Since Nino snitched at the end my nigga he cannot be my role
Like Big Meech, like John
I ain't told on nobody
Got tear drops, but
Blew your brains out your head to make you think it
I'm cancerous, on the
And I don't need no nigga, I can handle
I got good aim, I panic quick
And I have a funeral candle lit
Dunk say, you wanna rob nigga, well me and you probably on the same shit
This ain't a lick, and I don't you
I shake your hand, I put a hole in it

[Hook: Mane]
You ain't gonna bring me my nigga, can't interfere with my money
I'm a put change on your head nigga, can't interfere with my
Heard you snitching to the feds nigga, can't interfere with my money
I ain't got time to be playing with ya', can't with my money
you ain't got no money no more, but it can't interfere with my money
Say that you running up on me nigga, but it interfere with my money
Fronted you and you still ain't paid, but it can't interfere with my money
Like I'm a bitch, I'm gon' let you play, but it can't with my money

[Verse 2: Gucci
See the rap game like the trap game, so you can't interfere with my
Treat these rap like little kids, when you do wrong you get punished
I'm an M.C. but I'm from the street, these niggas ain't one-hundred
Got [?] on my handgun, so my nine hold 'bout
Seen a YouTube, 'bout a nigga that he gon' do me then run it
But the only thing he do is start running when I start gunning
I talk to you I'm busting nuts, [?] crack your bone marrow
Let your brother be your [?], shoot you in head like [?]
All my niggas got on 'em, all my guns got extensions on 'em
[?] your favorite rapper victim homie
And no to be snitching on me
Say the died with his pistol on him
Crime scene, pictures of him
Had a [?] and a shower for him
When you see the nigga, lay a on him

[Verse 3: OG Boo
Gangster as I wanna be, mobbing to the degree
No nigga gon' fuck with me, I them shooters 'round me
And I don't really fuck nigga, why the fuck they trying me?
My hand where that be, two shots through your eyelids
These rap niggas getting distorted, that's why I'm I'm a trap nigga
Million dollar strap nigga, brains in your lap
O.G. of my city, check my status
Shooting like John [?]
My goons automatic
When it's to ride out, my niggas don't hide out
Choppers in the hideout, to break the iron out
We for them rubber bands, bombing like Afghanistan
up in a Hummer truck, spit fire out like I'm drummer boy