Luyện nghe bài hát Money Counter (Freestyle)

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