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

Now y'all wanna do?
be ballers? Shot-callers?
Brawlers who be dippin' in the wit the spoilers
On the low the Jake in the Taurus

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

And what you can't now, leave in your will
But knock me for tryin' to bury
Seven zeros, over in Rio
Ain't nobody's hero, but I be heard

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

I get a fifty bag of ooh for the mutts
Five carats on my wit the cuts
And in European figures
bein' a broke nigga

I a all chromed out wit the clutch, nigga
Drinkin' liquor, drivin' a Bro' Vega
I'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by diggers
Rockin' denims, wit gold zippers
(C'mon)

Lost your touch we ours, poppin' Cristal's
Freakin' the three-quarter
Enormous cream, forest green, jeep
For my team so while you sleep scheme
(That's right)

We see through, that's why nobody never believe you
You should do what we do, chips like 'Hebrews'
let the melody intrigue you
'Cause I leave you, I'm only for that green paper which lead you

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

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

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, poppin' Cristal

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