Luyện nghe bài hát Money Flow

Now for some typical
I'm rollin' up hoes and pattin' my back seat, hah
My pimpin' lyrical
Is like a dirty kid flippin' on a
Now this

Now I be on the front porch with a torch, ready to scorch
Two women peepin' me 'cause really I'm
In the zone havin' thoughts of freakin' me
Keepin' me company me for the privacy, I'm on

They can see I'm a cool muhfucka the petty
Down with a tango on my razor
Peanut butter to silly processions
Of bitties a fifty sack got some reefers and a blade

Like a of Spades, crack the bullshit
These days was for me to devise strictly games that paid
Women freakin' me greedy lickin' me doin' body
Throwin' they panties up on the stage, are you up on the

Two players in the Chi, thinkin' Do Or Die
You and I can be
'Cause I'm the love that been thinkin' of
The style of is a vocal calico
To show you the mic I be speakin' love
What's the words, weak and

Go to my crib, no need to a mask and glock
Try not to pass the block, gettin' more hot than the
Sippin' after shock I 'cause I see you all on Rap-a-Lot
Let's get parley and then crack the

Plenty Henny for my crew and I even broke up half a knot
Keep on holdin' me while I to be we can smoke or ride
And you can play with me to the passion hot
Don't you know how the flow

Don't you know, how the money
you know, how the money flow

Mmm, now they peep a brother
Try and get race car, on the skin tech
Money clean Windex
Givin' up the ave a brother gonna pass but the hoe check

Hoe flex, I'm on the avenue, lay it sip a half a brew
So I see if I can a fruit
A peep show like the hoe she thinkin' 'bout me havin' you
She laughin' too and pass a few, beads

Smokin' till the leaves come down
She be clothed ain't a now, show 'em the paper
That be caught up at your crib with your panties
But money want a triple take
Look at the nigga with the dividends of heavyweight

See him ridin' in the C A, D I, L, A C
Always paper in tall ways
Pull 'em off the sprawl
a couple hoes in clothes and I'm supposed to be all day
Parley parley, dog that's how the flow

Don't you know, how the money
you know, how we do it in the 'O?
Don't you

Bend the block the indo, blowin' out my window
Rolex on my side do', lean back in the slow
Gettin' as the night go
I see some fly hoe, me where you crib at
the place that you live at?

Hit you on the till you be all alone
So we can get it on just kick back
Swiggin' brews and
chick with a booty like a plizayer do
AK to the pen
(To where)

And to all my niggaz to keep it strong
They ain't got to see
(To what)
Where the niggaz is kick it a nigga kick it
Go I go Cadillac to the show

Po pimp fuck the dough hit the and become wicked
Get the money and ride out, go back to the
Take a to the bed and spread them thighs out
I'ma pull my out

Then my boys was out but two girls were chasin'
Deep in Chicago been this since the nine-oh
Comin' up put a number on fryin'
Let the money

you know, how the money flow?
Don't you know, how the flow?
you know, how the money flow?
you know, how we do it in the 'O?

Now for typical reason, I'm rollin' up with a hoe
And I'm pattin' my seat
I pimp tactics like a dirty kid flippin' on a mat
Never could I come flex less when I shit

Then be dip the Chi and enjoy my Lexus
Better when you bob your head to the fed shit
Why you for the next kid, motherfucker
Makin' money wanted to take a little get the dick wet

Get my in bed
my money in the Southern, motherfuckers
That's
But I'ma come the heart for start

To stop all the niggaz the bigger the trigger the larger the
and paperin' leavin' sugar in
Till flow like a dreamland
But though, could you tell me how the money flow?

Don't you know, how the money
you know, how we do it in the 'O?
Don't you know, how the flow?
you know, how we do it in the 'O?