Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Bout Money

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

[Chorus - X3
I'm about money, I'm about money
I'm about money, I'm about money
Bitch I'm, I'm about money
I'm on a chase for that

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

Now I'm up

Black stone, chain I'm Vader

Hell naw not me

Me if you about that

[Verse 2 D.]
If you money
We about
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 straight to the pot
I'm broke?
I'm not
Pants on my ankles, that's guap
Then, Oomp sat down Koch
Made them a promise we'll never flop
Came from the straight to the top

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

A lot of niggas left but I

Make you bow down give that

Never met a like me
A-Town fresh, Gucci from my to my feet
Ten toes, stunting on my
I wonder how long you can keep on you

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