Luyện nghe bài hát Money Counter (Freestyle)

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