Luyện nghe bài hát Make the Loot Loop

Yeah, this is goin' out to all those
like to use the word 'gangster'
Although I am the O.G. I'm representin' hustlin' game
To the end, nigga, I'm to make the loot loop

I ain't no muthafuckin' gangsta, wish quit callin' me that
Although I still pack straps, I roll in and Lacs
Best believe the in my promo shots ain't props
I hang out tops and pop glocks at cops

On the mellow, coolin' with my
Hustlers, players, super layers
on the true D L hell, most
Fuckin' with my niggas, you end up ghost

I made a million, got my shit out
out the homies, now the shit's back on
Moved out the ghetto, I hate it
But I through your fuckin' hood and regulate it

'Cause I born to be broke, I let the 45th smoke
I let my baby boy go under, no wonder
I'm addicted to the cash flow, stacks of
Flashback, I'm nudgin' down a triple beam
I'ma make the loop

As fast as I it, I'm tryin' to get back in it
I the loot loop
It's cop and blow, nigga, that's all I
I the loot loop

As as I spend it, I'm tryin' to get back in it
I make my loot
Nigga, I'm tryin' to make my roll bigger

I must admit, I got a for loot, quick to shoot
Ostrich, fruits and Austin Martin
Fill my dreams cream, I got wet sheets
I'm bustin' nuts over currency, kid, fuck

We be the niggas in the of the club with the Moet
Bitches, shrimps, mackin' pimps
fly shit you never seen before
I turn a to a whore, now, need I say more?

My perm got bounce, fuck a ounce
I'm Cristal, pal and represent I shall to the end of the game
And just not over beats but on the four-wheel streets
I the loot loop

As as I spend it, I'm tryin' to get back in it
I make the loop
It's cop and blow, nigga, all I know
I the loot loop

As fast as I spend it, I'm tryin' to get in it
I make my loot
Nigga, I'm tryin' to make my bank bigger

Say what you will, I'm the fool on the
With the pool, jacuzzi, Uzi
in LA know, the Ice don't play
I'm just a savage for the cabbage and a parlay

I a million with the jewels on the paw
'Cause my niggas ain't the big ones, big guns
Pushin' the limits of this till I gets my piece
I put my true queen Darlene in a white

So stay if you wanna, hang out on your corner
back from the curb when we roll up on ya
Twenty black cars all tinted, we it
forever, posse of the clever

Rubber strap the fat green knots
We're strictly hustlers, not
But we still lick shots for the
Peace, I'm out Nicole

Nigga, the gettin' bigger
Yeah, I'm makin' the loop
player for life