Luyện nghe bài hát Gettin' Money Boy

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

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

I get like bill collecters
I shine like reflectors
You can talk all the trash you ive been sprayed with hater protector
I been bakin in there for breakfast steak as the appetizer
And Three Six Mafia just happens to be my advisor
I black and lay back pop Os and Rolls Royces
I done been up in a movie sequel 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
Makin and clockin grip
Im talkin thats as as it gets