Luyện nghe bài hát Make the Loot Loop

Yeah, this is out to all those muthafuckas
That like to use the 'gangster'
I am the O.G. I'm representin' that hustlin' game
To the end, nigga, I'm tryin' to make the loop

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

On the mellow, with my fellow
Hustlers, players, bitch layers
Mackaronies on the D L hell, most
Fuckin' with my niggas, you could end up

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

'Cause I wasn't born to be broke, I let the smoke
I let my baby boy go under, no wonder
I'm addicted to the flow, stacks of green
Flashback, I'm nudgin' weights a triple beam
make the loot loop

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I rock a million with the on the paw
'Cause my niggas the big ones, just big guns
Pushin' the limits of this game till I my piece
I put my true queen Darlene in a white

So stay broke if you wanna, out on your corner
Step back from the curb when we up on ya
black cars all tinted, we meant it
Syndicate forever, of the clever

bands strap the fat green knots
We're hustlers, not gangsters
But we lick shots for the goal
Peace, I'm out like

Nigga, the gettin' bigger
Yeah, I'm the loot loop
Straight for life