Luyện nghe bài hát Cash Over

Whassup Cube
I got bitch ass nigga right here
Y'know, with this tramp ass bitch
Puttin' her before the all the time, ya knowhatI'msayin?

Man I got this transcripts, and every mother fuckin' thang
Tellin' this bitch all my mother fuckin'
Puttin ass cash everyday
Nigga fuck that, this

Be gone you fuckin' peon, got the Don
Talkin' on the phone got the curious
I'm serious! I don't a fuck where he is
him out the factory, bring his ass back to me
How the you think I got the name Bossalini?
(Punk)

God Rap Genie, you can't see me
Up in this game ever since you was a
train at my school, nigga I rule
You never make me holla, smokin' on a fifteen
From across the water, watch your

She catch the Holy Ghost from this rap sermon
While you vermin', Sherman
I'm rollin' German
(Bitch)

Money makin' mo' money
(Ching ching)
look so funny, with they clothes bummy
Don't no honey, that's right
'Cause I'm thinkin' my big head, fuck what my dick said

We puttin' cash over ass, each and day
Go on let the players
(The hustlers we some money motherfuckers)
(I know that you us)

We puttin' over ass, each and every day
Go on let the players
(The hustlers we money makin' motherfuckers)
(I that you love us)

Now who's that got these bitches lookin' silly?
(Me)
I'm the Big Willie for rilly, the dilly
You can ask Phillie 'cause I got a year's
(Yup)

You must want to die, get the lye
After up at Griffith Park
grave for the mark check his heart
The game about to start big thangs automatic Pu
(Automatic)

Keep your mind off them bitches, eyes on riches
If it twitches give it
If it jiggles or switches, fuck and pictures, now
I'm livin' in a zone, and I'm still bumpin'
Call me in the clutch, lost my touch

Nigga On the microphone
If I it in the video, bitch, I can drive it home
Tight as a
(Tight)
You got to get your own, get on, now

We puttin' cash ass, each and every motherfuckin' day
Go on let the players
(The hustlers we some makin' motherfuckers)
(I know that you us)

We cash over ass, each and every day
Go on let the players
(The we some money makin' motherfuckers)
(I know you love us)

Get your ass up and go to work, you know
On payday, nigga shit gon' hurt
Fuckin' with a skirt instead of your bizness
Rich dude, now you got to three wishes

I'm suspicious, of any motherfucker puttin' fuck over
'Specially fuckin' up my
I'm the boss, I can be
But you'll never see her and me, over

you the third degree, 'cause you got
Too many bitches and you like bankin' for a penny
Stop fuckin' on them dum
Find one some ass and some income

Who wanna Who wanna spin?
Who wanna make, eight?
(Me)
Ice the great pushin' rhymes like weight

We puttin' cash over ass, each and every day
Go on let the players
(The hustlers we some money motherfuckers)
(I know that you us)
(Fuck)

We puttin' cash over ass, and every day
Go ahead let the players
(The hustlers we some makin' motherfuckers)
(I know that you us)

We puttin' cash ass, each and every day
Go on let the play
(The hustlers we some money motherfuckers)
(I know, I know that you us)

We puttin' over ass, each and every day
Go on let the play
(The hustlers we some money motherfuckers)
(I know you love us)

Never put that hoe, in of that dough nigga
For
(Never fuck a nigga)
For what? She gon' love you
If you ain't got no fool
(Bitch with me got to be workin')
(Gettin' yaknahmsayin?)
Gotta come up, scrilla y'all
(Never ass over nigga)
Scrilla scrilla
(We greedy)

Cha
(She can get some CD's, some keys)
Cha
(Ha ha ha, make the bitches they titties)
Cha ching, cha
(Over my knee)
Cha-ching,
(Never ass cash)
ass over cash