Luyện nghe bài hát Mind On Money

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

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

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

(Verse 2: Ave)
Ave ****a, in my blue bag, ****a
35 for the kilos, get mine at ****a
Pump my chips flipper, fish scale, Mr. Flipper
Wait a minute, Floodina, I'm in the kitchen ripper
Stuttering, dummy, no other doors but the money
Get it sweeter honey, you know how T roll ya dummy
deep cuz you nervous, it just be me during murders
Captain Loaf from survullance, I surveillance, we service
Cash business, you know, family, ain't dope
Ain't got my in snow, they made me the man and you know
I talk that **** I flow, and it be facts
Only ****as from my blackboard, to big body of crack
play 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, still keep me a
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 waist be that
Here to **** my grind, ****a, you dyin' in that
No ****as, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer
In the game the doppest ****a
We for keefs, we lay in sheets
These bitches don't no broke ****a

(Verse 3)
I'm a jello turn dirt to sticks
Say any ****, please!
Came the bottom, you make it out
Make a bad
Cut the out of my **** ****as
Just this **** sweet
And I play ya dues, mr. My
I dare forget me
On dough flip out
Let's go scremmin' like 12
we go pow in the wood pow
Ye ****a really know nothin'
They frontin'... with no to ride
I reel in, got the money, see?
I got good aim, I go to Baghdad, ****a tryna front with me

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

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