Luyện nghe bài hát Gettin' Money Boy

You see me on 24s fuckin tatted up
suckas hate my guts cause i whip that batter up
Im gettin boy
Im gettin boy
Im money 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 gettin boy
Im money boy
Im money boy

They hate my guts hate guts why?
I be it big
do it fantastic with fabulous lavoushness
Livin all me
Eyes are cloudy
600 an O Z
The trees in cali
Money in my bitch
Wrapped in rubber n shit
Call me if ya got a problem get me we can some shit
Grab the mask n shit
up 4 bags n shit
Cock the 4 5 up the sky and lets go mash a trick
Or we can do it old and classic and rent out a club
Wyte and the six for the muthafucka and let us tear it up
Either way we gon get the by doin what we know
Four five to yo eye or a crowded show

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