Luyện nghe bài hát Cash Flow

First a studio, then a video, then we do a
Count my flow
Then I a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the Range Rove
new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east coast
To the west coast, you all how we go
First a studio, a video, then we do a show
Count my flow

I say we got big guns dat tear yo ass up
How we do things, get yo' ass gut
Styrofoam in your casket, you in tha dust
Yo' packin' years wasn't nuttin', see how we hit them
To tha body, and the so strong
Telling my bitches and my hold on
I I'm getting high, I fuck a bitch she cry
She me so tight never want me to be gone

Now I'm wrong, gee wiz this is three
Now you it's him me
I'm flossin' wit my half jungle you all see
So when we up we waste no time
We flut up your fans, and them, they mine
I throw a nigga, a nigga Braveheart style
No set can close to us, fool, they clowns
The battle of my K.A go and round
I turn a stupid ass smile down

First a studio, a video, then we do a show
my cash flow
Then I fuck a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the Range
new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east coast
To the west coast, you all how we go
First a studio, then a video, we do a show
Count my flow

Yo' you off wit them Bravehearts
Gettin' money son it's all that paper
Yea, them want me on top of them
They see them diamonds, always sparklin'
I be illegal wit Desert Eagle
I hit you all up in your head in of your people
Nigga, I out on your bitch ass
You'll be dead so fast shit push

'Cause life shit but bitches end millions
investments like acres and buildings
Little Shorty's in tha hood them children
dad locked up or somebody killed them
Fa real yo, it's yo', drama everyday yo
My niggas in prison wanna hear me on tha
'Cause I'm from yo, life ain't a game yo
Jungle's my yo, blow wit a fo' fo'

First a studio, then a video, then we do a
my cash flow
Then I fuck a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the Range
new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east coast
To the west coast, you all how we go
a studio, then a video, then we do a show
Count my flow

Yo' the must be made
Organized crime, up a kilo break it down
To dimes, spread it out in 'cause I'm in here buff
Fuck them the cops can't touch us
A fourty-five, they got aim
If you ain't in my game take a bullet to tha
Shit, cares, life ain't fair
I feel like I was born in an chair
Yo' where's the Jungle, be here for years

Just a stopper through the like the Numba man
In the hood, man you got Braveheart slam
Step up on tha side my man you understand
I'm from tha QB side of things, things is but
You know my niggas,yo they let them things
And we right, right through you all niggas
Snatchin' the paper and you
He snatchin' couple of too

First a studio, then a video, then we do a
my cash flow
Then I fuck a hoe, up a smoke, jump in the Range Rove
Brand new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east
To the coast, you all know how we go
First a studio, then a video, then we do a
Count my flow