Luyện nghe bài hát Creed

Feel good your money up
your pockets with hundred bucks
I sit back and up the trees
I that they didn't believe
I'm my body with Creed
100 feel the breeze
Got the in my jeans
Got the money in my

1]
I was posted on the
These bitches on my nerves
My shooters they ready to
I did it, I whip it and
pay all my luxury
[?] next to me
I know that you wanna stand to me
I know you wantin' the recipe
I was with extensions
I was just rollin' through the
I was cookin' in the
a junkie cookin' dishes
But you know I ain't trippin', yeah you see my vision
Yeah, they talkin' like this you stand in the kitchen
I know you niggas really
I you wanna catch me slippin'
I you wanna see me fall off
But you see me in a new

Feel good when money up
Stuffin' your pockets hundred bucks
I sit back and up the trees
I that they didn't believe
I'm sprayin' my body Creed
100 feel the breeze
Got the in my jeans
Got the in my jeans

Got the in my jeans
Got the money in my
Got the money in my
Got the in my jeans
I'm sprayin' my body Creed
Know these bitches the breeze
Got the trappin' in my
Got the money in my

[Verse 2: T]
Invitation to The White
ran in my white house
Blowbama Obama
you can't whiteout
Baltimore your bikes out
Mafia 3-6
I can it for the 30 piece
Cut the up with the remix
be talkin' at the [?]
I can you 'bout the G6
can tell you when the drought come
I can you when the keys hit
did I own a V6
Shit, I in the V8
You was cool sellin' 8Balls, my phone when they need weight
Call the lord when I faith
Call your bitch I need face
motors on the dealer tag, Ferrari wagon got knee space
Luther Campbell, if you need
Bench like I free weight
'Case the FED's wanna retrace, it was all on my pre-paid
Yea

Feel good your money up
Stuffin' your pockets with bucks
I sit back and roll up the
I swear they didn't believe
I'm sprayin' my body with
100 bitches feel the
Got the in my jeans
Got the money in my