Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Interfere Wit My Money

[Featuring: OG Boo

[Verse 1: Mane]
I done robbed niggas, robbed nigga
I done shot niggas, been at nigga
If you love niggas you fire for your niggas
Waka my nigga, I die for my niggas
Spent on this Rollie'
Told her like the police
[?] ho, show 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 model
Big Meech, like John Gotti
I ain't never told on
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 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 on the same shit
This a lick, and I don't know you
'For I shake your hand, I put a in it

[Hook: Mane]
You ain't bring me my bread nigga, can't interfere with my money
I'm a put change on your head nigga, can't interfere my money
Heard you snitching to the feds nigga, can't interfere with my money
I ain't got to be playing with ya', can't interfere with my money
Heard you ain't got no no more, but it can't interfere with my money
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 with my money

2: Gucci Mane]
See the rap game like the game, so you can't interfere with my money
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 fuck ain't one-hundred
Got [?] on my handgun, so my nine 'bout two-hundred
Seen a YouTube, 'bout a nigga saying that he gon' do me 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 bone
Let your brother be [?], shoot you in your head like [?]
All my niggas got on 'em, all my guns got extensions on 'em
[?] your favorite 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, to the third degree
No nigga gon' fuck with me, I keep 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 strap nigga, brains in your lap nigga
O.G. of my city, my status nigga
like John [?] nigga
My goons nigga
When it's time to out, my niggas don't hide out
in the hideout, time to break the iron out
We for them rubber bands, bombing like Afghanistan
Pull up in a truck, spit fire out like I'm drummer boy