Luyện nghe bài hát It's All About the Benjamins (Remix)

Uhh, uh-huh,
Uhh, uh-huh,
It's all about the Benjamins
Uhh, uh-huh,
It's all about the baby
Goodfellas, uhh

Verse One: Puff

Now... y'all wanna do?
be ballers? Shot-callers?
Brawlers -- who be dippin in the Benz wit the
On the low from the in the Taurus
to get my hands on some Grants like Horace
Yeah livin the raw deal, three course
Spaghetti, fettucini, and
But still, everything's real in the
And what you can't have now, leave in will
But don't knock me for to bury
seven zeros, over in Rio
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be
on Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word
Swimmin in wit they own condominiums
Five plus Fives, who Millineums
all about the Benjamins, what?
I get a fifty pound bag of ooh for the
Five carats on my hands wit the
And swim in European
Fuck bein a nigga

Verse Two: (overlaps last two lines of Puff Daddy)

I a all chromed out wit the clutch, nigga
Drinkin malt liquor, a Bro' Vega
I'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by gold (uhh)
Rockin Bejor denims, wit zippers (c'mon)
Lost your we kept ours, poppin Cristals
Freakin the reptiles (ahahah)
Enormous cream, green -- Benz jeep
for my team so you sleep I'ma scheme (that's right)
We see through, that's why nobody never believe you
You should do what we do, stack chips like
Don't let the melody you (uh-uh)
Cause I leave you, I'm here
for that green paper which you

Verse Three:

I'm strictly tryin to cop those, sized Picasso's
And have papi flip coke outside (whoo!)
Mienda, with cash like Sosa
And the latin chick in the chocha
Stampedin over, pop Mo's, sober
Lex and Range dealin weight by Minnesota (uhh)
Avoidin NARC's wit camcorders and Chevy (uh-huh)
Stash in the wit this chick named Alona (uh-huh)
Daytona, when I was young I wants to bone her (uh-huh)
But now I only hit chicks that win beauty (ahahaha)
Trickin, they takin me skiing, at the (c'mon)
Uhh, gangsta mental, stay poppin
Pack a black pist-al in the Ac' that's dark brown (whoo!)
Pinky-ringin, wit the man singin
Italian music the river wit your chick clingin
to my bizzalls, you mad false
hard when you as pussy as RuPaul

Interlude: Daddy

C'mon, c'mon,

all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh,
(repeat 4X)

all about the Benjamins baby
Now, y'all wanna do?
It's all about the Benjamins
be ballers, shot-callers
It's all about the baby
Brawlers -- who be in the Benz wit the spoilers
It's all about the baby
On the low the Jake in the Taurus

Verse Four: Kim (overlaps last two lines of interlude)

Uhh, uhh, what the blood
Wanna bumble wit the Bee
BZZZZT, a hex on a whole family (yeah, yeah yeah)
Dressed in all black like the (say what?)
your friends singin 'This is for my homey' (that's right)
And you know me, makin niggaz so sick
in my 6 with the Lex on the wrist
If it's Murder, you She Wrote it (uh-huh)
German Luger for your ass bitch, deep
Know you wanna the room cause it's platinum coated
Take your pick, got a you shoulda toted, suck a dick
All that you kick, playa hatin from the sideline
Get your own shit, why you mine? (uh-huh)
I'm, a kinda lady
Stash 380's and Mercedes, hold me down baby!
female in my crew, and I kick shit
like a nigga do, the trigga too, fuck you
(Big: Yeah, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh!)

Verse Five: B.I.G.

I had skills, Cristal spills
bills in Brazil, about a mil to ice grill
Make it to figure me, liquor be, kickin me
in my asshole, uhhh, undercover, Donni
my East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West shorty, push the chrome 740
Rockin and Naughty, all in my kitty-kat
Half a of yea, in the bra, where her titties at
And I'm livin that, whole life, we weight (uh-huh)
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn (c'mon)
Listen close it's Francis, the Mantis
Attack with the Mac, my left hand spit, hand
on the whip, for the smooth getaway
Playa get away or my lead will spray
off til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Only, to Hell I send thee, all about the