Luyện nghe bài hát Gettin' Money Boy

You see me on them 24s fuckin up
These suckas hate my guts cause i that batter up
Im money boy
Im money boy
Im gettin boy
Im gettin boy
I keep a K or a off in my hand
I keep my stacks wrapped up in them rubber
Im gettin boy
Im money boy
Im money boy
Im money boy

They hate my hate your guts why?
I be it big
Gotta do it fantastic with fabulous
Livin all me
are kinda cloudy
600 an O Z
The best in cali
in my pocket bitch
Wrapped in rubber n shit
me if ya got a problem get me we can plan some shit
Grab the black mask n
Blacked up 4 n shit
Cock the 4 5 up towards the sky and lets go a trick
Or we can do it old and classic and rent out a club
Bring and the six for the muthafucka and let us tear it up
Either way we gon get the cheese by doin we know
Four to yo eye or a crowded rowdy show

I get like bill collecters
I shine wheel reflectors
You can talk all the trash you want ive been sprayed hater protector
I been bakin in for breakfast with steak as the appetizer
And Six Mafia just happens to be my financial advisor
I whip black and lay back pop Os and Rolls
I done been up in a movie bitch to choices
I get calls from other movie producers use my music
And you better believe if i let em i get for doin it
I be tokin on some killa
True and real togethers
Considerin im the token whitey will i kill it? yes i
Lil the name ya bitch
Put in yo manuscript
cheese and clockin grip
Im talkin as real as it gets