Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Bout Money

[Intro D.]
Where my at, it's time to get down?

- Blazed] X3
I'm money, bitch I'm about money
I'm money, bitch I'm about money
Bitch I'm, bitch I'm money
I'm on a chase for that

1 Baby D.]
I'm about it's M.O.B.
Bens, Grants, all I see
Brown paper bag, that to me
that duffle bag out the backseat
Die for the cheddar I carry llama
Stack it in the winter so I shine summer
Yeah, what you really about that?
I come like self bring a back
You want to a stack?
Nigga that?
At least spend ten so I can get a good
I get guap, that
I'm way in the front, way in the back
Give me my keys, you not
My Maserati, Chevrolet
Haters can't me I'm on my shit
I love guap, baby my bitch
And
I always give back to the hood
When I roll through they say Baby D's a good
good nigga
Looking good
Put your knot in the air if you're a money go

Now I'm up

Black stone, black I'm Vader

Hell naw not me

Me if you about paper

[Verse 2 D.]
If you money
We money
it in the air
Make it rain
I get
through Sunday
Never on me
seen me coming
Check my resume, your boy top
Take it from the rainbow to the pot
Think I'm
I'm not
Pants on my ankles, that guap
Then, Oomp sat with Koch
Made them a promise never ever flop
Came the bottom straight to the top

Ain't the same since Pac
Look around this a lot of niggas shocked
While he out he take my

A lot of left but I stayed

Make you bow down nigga give

Never met a like me
fresh, Gucci from my head to my feet
Ten toes, stunting on my
I wonder how you can keep them on you

I see a nigga but ain't shit funny
to the bank I'm counting my money
"A-Town's Secret Weapon", yup I'm
Big Oomp Records got to that bumping