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

Now what wanna do?
Wanna be Shot-callers?
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, everything's real in the

And what you can't now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin' to
Seven zeros, over in Rio
Ain't hero, but I wanna be heard

On Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word
in women wit they own condominiums
Five plus Fives, who Millineums
all about the Benjamins, what?

I get a fifty bag of ooh for the mutts
Five carats on my hands wit the
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 gold
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit zippers
(C'mon)

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

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

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

Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never
Lex and Range dealin' weight by Minnesota
Avoidin' NARC's wit camcorders and Chevy
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 pageants
Trickin', they me skiing, at the Aspens
(C'mon)
Uh, gangsta mental, stay poppin'

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