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

Now what y'all do?
Wanna be ballers?
Brawlers who be dippin' in the wit the spoilers
On the low from the Jake in the

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

And what you can't have now, leave in will
But knock me for tryin' 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 drive
It's all the Benjamins, what?

I get a fifty bag of ooh for the mutts
carats on my hands wit the cuts
And swim in figures
Fuck a broke nigga

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

Lost your touch we kept ours, Cristal's
Freakin' the reptiles
cream, forest green, Benz jeep
For my team so you sleep I'ma scheme
(That's right)

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

I'm strictly tryin' to cop those, colossal Picasso's
And have papi flip outside Delgado's
Mienda, cash flowin' like Sosa
And the Latin tranportin' in the chocha

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

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

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