Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Bout Money

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

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

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

Now I'm up

Black stone, chain I'm Vader

Hell naw not me

Me if you that paper

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

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

A lot of left but I stayed

Make you bow down give that

Never met a like me
fresh, Gucci from my head to my feet
Ten toes, on my Bunyan
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 Secret Weapon", yup I'm
Big Oomp Records got to that bumping