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

Now what wanna do?
Wanna be ballers?
Brawlers who be dippin' in the Benz wit the
On the low the Jake in the Taurus

Tryin' to get my hands on Grants like Horace
Yeah livin' the raw deal, three meals
Spaghetti, fettuccine, and
But still, real in the field

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 your Hot 9-7 everyday, my word
Swimmin' in women wit they own
Five Fives, who drive Millineums
It's all the Benjamins, what?

I get a pound bag of ooh for the mutts
carats on my hands wit the cuts
And in European figures
Fuck bein' a broke

I want a all out wit the clutch, nigga
Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a Vega
I'm wit Mo' sippers, by gold diggers
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold
(C'mon)

Lost touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristal's
Freakin' the reptiles
Enormous cream, green, Benz jeep
For my team so while you sleep scheme
(That's right)

We see through, that's why never gon' believe you
You should do what we do, stack chips like
Don't let the melody you
'Cause I leave you, I'm only here for green paper which lead you

I'm tryin' to cop those, colossal sized Picasso's
And papi flip coke outside Delgado's
Mienda, with cash flowin' Sosa
And the Latin chick tranportin' in the

over, pop Mo's, never sober
Lex and Range Rovers weight by Minnesota
Avoidin' NARC's wit camcorders and Novas
Stash in the buildin' wit chick named Alona

From Daytona, I was young I wants to bone her
But now I hit chicks that win beauty pageants
Trickin', they takin' me skiing, at the
(C'mon)
Uh, mental, stay poppin' Cristal

a black pistol in the Ac' Coupe that's dark brown
Pinky-ringin', gondolas wit the man
music down the river wit your chick clingin'
To my bizzalls, you mad false
hard when you as pussy as RuPaul