Luyện nghe bài hát Mind On Money

(Hook x2)
Money on my mind, on my be that strap
Here to **** my grind, ****a, you in that stat
No ****as, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer
In the drug game the ****a
We for keefs, we lay in sheets
These bitches don't want no ****a

(Verse)
Antecinin' it be endecin' it time
That's why I got on every rhyme
Hard, ****a, that's why I God for every line
No invest, you demolish things while I'm barely tryin' (?)
Hard ****, bitches all on my dick, hangin' on my Calvin Klein
I'm an outkast and I got 3000 big boys me, ****a
Sit down and get war with me, I'm droppin' bombs out Baghdad
And a bitch to get more from me
She Bread gettin' horse from me(?)
smoked weed with a gat man but neva got high
Took 10/000 in the sky, in an aircraft
Trappin' money, come outta trap bad
I'm a dope boy, I sell cocaine you neva had
I'm a brick and you a drop band
I'm a and you a lab rat
Now show me where the at (money, ****a)
I real cheese, I'm a fresh prince, you gotta feel me
I keep a Smith & Wesson I squeeze
But I got Miller shooters I ain't gotta take the shot
Shamal Kensley, I'm sharp percentage when I the white
Even said to Reggie to make mills week,

(Hook x2)
Money on my mind, on my be that strap
Here to **** my grind, ****a, you dyin' in stat
No joke ****as, I'm self made, I'm a dealer
In the drug game the ****a
We for keefs, we lay in sheets
These bitches don't want no ****a

(Verse 2: Ave)
Troy Ave ****a, in my bag, ****a
35 for the kilos, get mine at ****a
Pump my chips flipper, fish scale, Mr. Flipper
a minute, Floodina, I'm in the kitchen with ripper
Stuttering, goin' dummy, no other but the money
Get it than honey, you know how T roll ya dummy
Mobbin' cuz you nervous, it just be me during murders
Captain Loaf survullance, I mean surveillance, we service
Cash business, you know, family, religion dope
Ain't got my momma in snow, they me the man and you know
I talk **** when I flow, and it be facts
Only ****as my blackboard, to big body bags of crack
Don't me for no sucka, ****a, you can't afford that raffa (I know)
I made up the dirt, made 6 figures, now I want 7
Millions, keep me a million
I go stupider and get on em
Real ****a 4 real yellin' Rum Pete on a pimp home

(Hook x2)
Money on my mind, on my be that strap
Here to **** my grind, ****a, you in that stat
No ****as, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer
In the game the doppest ****a
We play for keefs, we lay in
These bitches want no broke ****a

(Verse 3)
I'm a jello thief turn to sticks
Say any ****, please!
from the bottom, you make it out
Make a bad
Cut the out of my **** ****as
Just thankin' this sweet
And I play ya dues, mr. My
I dare young me
On dough flip out
Let's go scremmin' like 12
Before we go pow in the pow
Ye ****a really ain't nothin'
They frontin'... with no fish to
I reel cash in, got the money,
I got aim, I go to Baghdad, every ****a tryna front with me

(Verse 4)
I do a **** ****a, a ****a empty out a clip like it ain't all that
Let em bom bom em mutha****a let em cope right now
Whachya It ain't gonna bite!
Gettin' high a brand new bitch in a brand new car
Gettin' the same ol'
I'mma zone where A-Town thank ****a
This ****a ain't no game
Hey, trap till the finish
Remember me? I was on the corner, I was 'posed to be in school
Know crack we dealin'
my business, get the money n' the stacks to the ceilin'
Pussy ****a, I rather be the villain
In the Bentley a couple hunnid mill, ride around with me
Spend to get a **** bare
In here mutha****in'
I ain't worried

(Hook x2)
Money on my mind, on my waist be strap
to **** my grind, ****a, you dyin' in that stat
No joke ****as, I'm made, I'm a dope dealer
In the drug the doppest ****a
We play for keefs, we lay in
These bitches don't want no broke