Luyện nghe bài hát Cash Flow

First a studio, then a video, then we do a
my cash flow
Then I fuck a hoe, roll up a smoke, 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, then a video, then we do a
Count my cash

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

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

First a studio, then a video, we do a show
Count my flow
Then I fuck a hoe, roll up a smoke, jump in the Rove
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' you off wit them Bravehearts
Gettin' money son it's all about paper
Yea, them bitches me on top of them
They see diamonds, they always sparklin'
I be wit that Desert Eagle
I hit you all up in your in front of your people
Nigga, I empty out on bitch ass
You'll be dead so fast push back

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

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

Yo' the cash must be
Organized crime, cook up a kilo it down
To dimes, spread it out in packages 'cause I'm in buff
Fuck them handcuffs the cops can't us
A fourty-five, they got aim
If you ain't in my take a bullet to tha brain
Shit, nobody cares, ain't fair
I feel like I was in an electric chair
Yo' the Jungle, gon' be here for years

Just a stopper through the game like the man
In the hood, man you got damn Braveheart
up on tha side my man you don't understand
I'm from tha QB side of things, things is but
You know my niggas,yo let them things ring
And we right, straight right through you all
Snatchin' the and you know
He snatchin' couple of too

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