Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Interfere Wit My Money

[Featuring: OG Boo

[Verse 1: Mane]
I robbed niggas, been robbed nigga
I shot niggas, been shot at nigga
If you your niggas you fire for your niggas
Waka my nigga, I die for my niggas
Spent on this Rollie'
her four-five like the police
[?] ho, show me
Big Gucci O.G. Tookie
If you told her why just Pookie
I'm a gonna have to kill a junky
Since Nino at the end my nigga he cannot be my role model
Like Big Meech, John Gotti
I ain't never told on
Got tear drops, but
Blew your brains out your to make you think about it
I'm cancerous, on the
And I need no nigga, I can handle this
I got aim, I don't 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 know you
I shake your hand, I put a hole in it

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

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