Luyện nghe bài hát Money

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

If it ain't about the
Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I gettin' up
If it ain't 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 what you say, I ain't finna do
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 like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
Pants out the grocery store, stuck with lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on these
When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these

Ay what you think we in the for?
Standin' at the corner store with a full of dough
I'll be damned if a nigga a hood hoe
Learned that from UGK in "Pocket Full of Stones"
Put your money down I could a hard four
You with it, I'ma send 'em through your car door
But while I the shit sick got prob' oh
I'm doin' it for black and yellow, free
The head honcho, no Tonto, nigga
I'm quick to put some bricks in a Bronco,
Niggas talk shit, well I respond to no nigga
No murder, no dough, no

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, stop wastin' my
If it about the money
Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do
If it ain't about the
Bitch, you can me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it

I'm packin' 11, I'm 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 with
She try the extras, I told on these bitches
When bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches

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

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

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

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