Luyện nghe bài hát Cash Flow

First a studio, then a video, we do a show
Count my flow
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 coast, you all know how we go
a studio, then a video, then we do a show
Count my cash

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

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

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 Rove
Brand new clothes, I got all the hoes, on tha east
To the coast, you all know how we go
First a studio, a video, then we do a show
my cash flow

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

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

First a studio, a video, then we do a show
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 coast
To the west coast, you all how we go
First a studio, then a video, then we do a
my cash flow

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

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

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