Luyện nghe bài hát Money

Bustin' out the
A nigga jewelry real metal like a can
I went from rags to riches to a with Tip
I went from Smart Car to a bitch with some lips
And the F&N my hip limp
I'm fishin' with these little bitty shrimp dips
And my roll got a big dip
She gon' it on a big ship
trill, no Quik Trip
I got drugs in the alley, no tip
She just have a good day
Smoke way more than a guy in L.A
I want them birds 'til May
Never let em fly
What!? I ay
Listen my nigga Tip say

If it ain't about the
Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't up
If it about the money
Ain't no use in you my line, stop wastin' my time
If it about the money
Nah I can't even hear you say, I ain't finna do shit
If it ain't about the
Bitch, you can miss me with it, nigga miss me with it

I'm packin' 11, I'm 11
I ride in a gator, my shoes are
I'm slime like the reverend, I at the reverend
Pants out the store, they stuck with lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on these
it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches

Ay you think we in the neighborhood for?
Standin' at the corner store with a pocket full of
I'll be damned if a nigga wipe a hoe
Learned that from UGK in "Pocket Full of Stones"
Put your money down I could book a four
You playin' with it, send 'em through your car door
But while I flood the shit got prob' oh
I'm doin' it for black and yellow, Hardo
The head honcho, no Tonto, nigga
I'm quick to put some in a Bronco, nigga
Niggas talk shit, well I don't to no nigga
No murder, no dough, no

If it about the money
Don't be me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up
If it ain't about the
Ain't no use in you my line, stop wastin' my time
If it ain't about the
Nah I even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit
If it ain't the money
Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch miss me with it

I'm 11, I'm packin' 11
I in a gator, my shoes are Guiseppe
I'm slime like the reverend, I at the reverend
Pants out the grocery store, they stuck lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on bitches
When it's time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches

Aye, what you think we in the neighborhood
in the trap, slangin good blow
Maybach used to slang crack
Buy a car while he bang that AK
If you took a loss better bring that back
Catcha' witcha' betcha' heat blow your brains bout that
Know you better be, on your best behavior addressing me
Because, bye-gones, we let em be
disrespect me, I'm a catch a felony
For real, if you listen I can get you
But not interested in you say

If it ain't the money
be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up
If it ain't about the
Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, wastin' my time
If it ain't the money
Nah I even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit
If it about the money
Bitch, you can me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it

I'm packin' 11, I'm 11
I ride in a gator, my shoes are
I'm slime like the reverend, I at the reverend
Pants out the grocery store, they stuck with
She try the extras, I told on these bitches
When it's bout time to pay I'ma on these bitches

Ay, you think we in the neighborhood for?
Standin' at the corner store with a pocket full of
I'll be damned if a wife a hood ho
Learned that from UGK in "Pocket Full of Stones" nigga