Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Interfere Wit My Money

[Featuring: OG Boo

1: Gucci Mane]
I done robbed niggas, been robbed
I done shot niggas, been at nigga
If you love your niggas you fire for your
Waka my nigga, I die for my niggas
Spent seventy-five on Rollie'
Told her four-five the police
[?] ho, come me
Big O.G. like 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 be my role model
Big Meech, like John Gotti
I ain't never told on
Got tear drops, but
Blew your brains out your head to you think about it
I'm cancerous, on the
And I don't need no nigga, I can this
I got good aim, I don't quick
And I a nigga funeral 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

Gucci Mane]
You ain't gonna me my bread nigga, can't interfere with my money
I'm a put change on head nigga, can't interfere with my money
Heard you to the feds nigga, they can't interfere with my money
I ain't got time to be playing with ya', can't with my money
Heard you 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
I'm a bitch, I'm gon' let you play, but it can't interfere with my money

[Verse 2: Mane]
See the rap game like the trap game, so you interfere with my money
Treat these rap niggas like little kids, when you do wrong you get
I'm an M.C. but I'm from the street, these fuck niggas ain't
Got [?] on my handgun, so my nine 'bout two-hundred
Seen a YouTube, 'bout a nigga that 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, [?] crack your bone
Let your brother be your [?], shoot you in head like [?]
All my niggas got pistols on 'em, all my got extensions on 'em
[?] your favorite rapper victim homie
And no to be snitching on me
Say the nigga died with his on him
Crime scene, taking 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 be, mobbing to the third degree
No nigga gon' fuck me, I keep them shooters 'round me
And I don't fuck with nigga, why the fuck they trying me?
My hand that nine be, two shots through your eyelids
These rap niggas getting distorted, why I'm glad I'm a trap nigga
Million dollar strap nigga, brains in lap nigga
O.G. of my city, check my nigga
Shooting John [?] nigga
My goons automatic
When time to ride out, my niggas don't hide out
Choppers in the hideout, time to the iron out
We killing for them rubber bands, bombing Afghanistan
Pull up in a Hummer truck, spit fire out I'm drummer boy