Luyện nghe bài hát Gettin' Money (soundsmith)

(Freck Billionaire. 1)
Im gettin money my explanation
The Lambo is Milked out No
and i aint ask for an (soundsmith *whisper*)
i pass the cake off, No hesitation. Ya' see im nothing like
yall guys, i just do the stuntin' yall niggas guys, And everyday i get the Benny washed, its Deja Vu' like Denny Wash
The too big Billionaire'll hurt a label, Play it tight spray the creed on the Purple label,
Pave' set me and Jacob got me linked up, The bentley wag' proof like a Brinks truck, CVL we dont care wat ya homies sell
Rubberbands round' the stacks like a ponytail, I can a hoe sweeter then Damita Joe, she act conceited tho her number get deleted yo
Im not a musician but i play a instrument, The raging bull handle any kind of incident, The Black latex D's cant get the
The Spur so fly i had to get the Bent.
Got initials on the door
initials on the
i aint braggin' homeboy this my format, The 22's like they ridin' on four flats.
Young octopus i carry
I charter wit' Cavali carry-on's, Freck Billionaire im the one with the bling, Got canaries on the wrist, not the one's wit the wings, Look a real hood nigga
I got a flow
I can put you in the Theater's like tho
You want beef, you just want rap
Ill get ya little ass smoked like a blunt wrap, CVL spray what the did you thought
I tote the Sig but i dont mean Newport, I wash my up the laundry way, i stay gucci'd down even on my laundry day
The linen clean, splash of
The double blue sixty two smash ya limousine, You can set trip but i got the near
A bad Alibi switching up the Lambo Gears, these other rap niggas they couldnt hold the near
They got it all screwed up Chandaleirs

(Fabolous 2)
Im gettin' is my Quotation
Family man so i need the Lambo-Station, Slick talk'll put a chamber rotation, directors style i shoot em on location
My hoes Haitian, and Croatian
ass clap louder than a ovation
Double D's on her chest like Dare Devil, her shoe games at a Nine hundred a level, Im in Pete Rotta the color of Ricotta, Cheese please you cant tell me nada
I share keys nor do i give her codes, I set run through records down on river road.
i switched up posted on Palisade, the Denali stay smellin like Cali grade, A couple bar number nine squirts, Osama rich thats the hard to find shirt.
Ya' rocks keep to they well mines flirt, They too clean board of health couldn't find dirt
Im rich bitch and im screamin' it like Ashy Larry, call me brinks boy maybe its the cash i carry.
Rubberbands pop you gon' a scrungee for me, if she a jumpoff
bet the Bungee for me.
I came a long way and i still stroll the Avenue, Move in style Louis V rolling travel, Local nigga you never been to poland have you? so you couldnt judge me if you was holding gavels, And i to get the Raw from Olivia, that was back when Raven Simone was Olivia.
I did the take out, that i ran orders, I had the transporters sittin' by the Land borders.
The Roc a Fella make you rather do a manslaughter, goin in juniors
comin' wit grandaughters.
So homie if you got a
Tote it, you cant jump ship niggas accept you bolted.
When i was doin it for TV i it loaded, cause these hatin' niggas tryna' final episode it.
A half a in ya hip'll make ya elvis shake you'll wanna moan when the bones in ya' pelvis break.
Bentley drop cost two-hundred and to take, red gut, white paint, Red Velvet cake

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