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 love your niggas you for your niggas
Call my nigga, I die for my niggas
seventy-five on this Rollie'
Told her four-five like the
[?] ho, come me
Big Gucci O.G. like
If you told her why just Pookie
Then I'm a gonna to kill a junky
Since Nino snitched at the end my nigga he be my role model
Like Big Meech, John Gotti
I never told on nobody
Got tear drops, but
Blew your brains out your head to make you about it
I'm cancerous, on the
And I don't no nigga, I can handle this
I got good aim, I don't panic
And I have a nigga candle lit
Like Dunk say, you wanna rob nigga, well me and you probably on the same
ain't a lick, and I don't know you
'For I shake hand, I put a hole in it

[Hook: Gucci
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, they can't with my money
I got time to be playing with ya', can't interfere with my money
Heard you ain't got no money no more, but it can't interfere with my
Say that you up on me nigga, but it can't interfere with my money
Fronted you some and you still ain't paid, but it can't with my money
Like I'm a bitch, I'm gon' let you play, but it can't interfere with my

2: Gucci Mane]
See the rap game the trap game, so you can't interfere with my money
these rap niggas like little kids, when you do wrong you get punished
I'm an M.C. but I'm from the street, these fuck ain't one-hundred
Got [?] on my handgun, so my nine hold 'bout
Seen a YouTube, 'bout a nigga saying he gon' do me then run it
But the only thing he gon' do is running when I start gunning
'For I talk to you I'm busting nuts, [?] your bone marrow
Let your brother be [?], shoot you in your head like [?]
All my niggas got pistols on 'em, all my guns got on 'em
[?] your favorite rapper turned victim
And no to be snitching on me
Say the nigga died his pistol on him
scene, taking 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' with me, I keep them shooters 'round me
And I don't really fuck nigga, why the fuck they trying me?
My hand where nine be, two shots through your eyelids
These rap niggas getting distorted, that's why I'm glad I'm a trap
Million dollar strap nigga, brains in your lap
O.G. of my city, check my nigga
Shooting like John [?]
My goons nigga
When it's time to ride out, my don't hide out
Choppers in the hideout, to break the iron out
We killing for them rubber bands, like Afghanistan
Pull up in a Hummer truck, spit fire out like I'm boy