Luyện nghe bài hát Money Counter (Freestyle)

You what
I have to answer to you
You my bitch
Know I sayin?
So man, fuck it!
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I got the whole scared like ebola nigga
I told my bitch share with her like Coca-Cola nigga
I can't the last time I was sober nigga
One to live
I think I'm gonna be dranking till over nigga
Fuck my liver and my im a stoner
If go bad, Ima find me a donor
Ran out of rolling up at the crib
Fucked around and on my high school diploma
Im (I'm smart)
You could say I got the grade man
Yo for my bitch naw thats not really a trade man
My life is a little bit different yours
are a little bit thicker than yours
Whips are a little bit quicker yours
And my crib is a little bit than yours
God the child that's got his own nigga
I phone my lawyers like E.T. be home nigga
Like that check, get that check
Everyday nigga better that check
Fans head to the verse that I spit
But I won't be satisfied till they break neck
That's (That's Luda)
I swear that nigga be going ham
And these rappers couldn't leave mark in ce-ment
With hands planted
Yall for today
Gone by
Sell a couple records and it's all by he
Niggas do it for a fame and some change
I do it for hip hop, turntables, and a mic
Im still right in my chapter in that rapper hall of fame
Hip my stomping ground, go back to where you came nigga