Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Bout Money

[Intro D.]
Where my hustlers at, time to get down?

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

1 Baby D.]
I'm money 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 I carry that llama
Stack it in the winter so I shine summer
Yeah, what you really know about
I come like bring a little back
You want to build a
what's that?
At spend ten so I can get a good pack
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 stop me I'm on my
I love guap, that's my bitch
And
I always back to the hood nigga
I roll through they say Baby D's a good nigga
Feeling good
good nigga
Put your knot in the air if you're a money go

Now I'm up

Black stone, black chain I'm

Hell naw not me

Me if you about paper

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

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

A lot of niggas but I stayed

Make you bow down give that

Never met a nigga 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 laughing but shit funny
to the bank I'm counting my money
"A-Town's Weapon", yup I'm coming
Big Oomp Records got to keep bumping