Luyện nghe bài hát Money

Bustin' out the
A jewelry real metal like a can opener
I went from rags to riches to a feature Tip
I went from Smart Car to a bitch with smart lips
And the F&N my hip limp
I'm goin' fishin' with these little bitty dips
And my roll got a big dip
She bring it on a big ship
Quite trill, no Trip
I got drugs in the alley, no tip
She just wanna a good day
Smoke way more weed a guy in L.A
I want birds 'til next May
let em fly away
What!? I ay
Listen 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 ain't the money
Nah I can't even what you say, I ain't finna do shit
If it about the money
Bitch, you can miss me it, bitch nigga 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 with
She try make the extras, I told on these
When it's bout time to pay bail on these bitches

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

If it ain't the money
Don't be blowin' me up, I ain't gettin' up
If it about the money
Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop my time
If it ain't about the
Nah I can't even hear what you say, I 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 like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
Pants out the grocery store, they with lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on bitches
it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches

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

If it ain't about the
Don't be me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up
If it ain't the money
no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time
If it ain't about the
Nah I can't even what you say, I ain't finna do shit
If it ain't about the
Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga 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 lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on these
When bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches

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