Luyện nghe bài hát Mind On Money

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

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

(Hook x2)
Money on my mind, on my waist be that
Here to **** my grind, ****a, you 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 want no broke ****a

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

(Hook x2)
Money on my mind, on my waist be that
Here to **** my grind, ****a, you 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
bitches don't want no broke ****a

(Verse 3)
I'm a jello turn dirt to sticks
Say any ****, please!
Came from the bottom, you it out
Make a bad
Cut the tongues out of my ****as
Just thankin' this sweet
And I ya dues, mr. My City
I young forget me
On dough flip out
Let's go like 12 comin'
we go pow in the wood pow
Ye ****a really ain't nothin'
They frontin'... with no to ride
I cash in, got the money, see?
I got good aim, I go to Baghdad, every ****a front with me

(Verse 4)
I do a **** ****a, catch a empty out a clip like it ain't all that
Let em bom bom with em let em cope right now
Whachya It ain't gonna bite!
Gettin' high with a brand new in a brand new car
Gettin' the ol' brain
I'mma zone where thank yeah ****a
This here ain't no game
Hey, trap till the finish
Remember me? I was on the corner, I was 'posed to be in school
crack that we dealin'
Handle my business, get the 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 **** bare
In mutha****in' heard
****a I worried

(Hook x2)
on my mind, on my waist be that strap
Here to **** my grind, ****a, you in that stat
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