Luyện nghe bài hát Money Flow

So my niggas
reachin' the top of this mountain
So can I do
K Roc ain't go beg the
I'm from where the
Niggas a felt me
Make a little with a thug (??) click
K Roc ain't got no
I'm on top this shit
Check this
Am I came Juice Man can scratch
of the scam
Fucked up his
gonna give me some
I'm on the dub
They might we on edge
And why fuck the
Wonder gooby at
Bitch if you that dick
Prophet Posse we made it
we rockin' wit empty (??)
May kick in this shit that you can't
To bad bitch is a want to be killa
We murder the bitch and fall out of the

I got six digits on my bank statement,
Eight if you be like includin' the two the dot
So how they thinkin' they stand up to the six
I a hundred g-b's
To I this click
Can the cameras, in the trees
Of my
So I can feel safe when I'm off that oozy man
Go low Suburban, uh
Go low and Impala, nuh
I can for days
But because you nosie
I'm uh

Bitch rest
Out there finna like a lunatic
Is it to bitch
If get em'
Tricks with
Head back to
have they him to woods
Them ate his body
The body's no
Now I would let buck him
But the hoe just make me
Sick sick a mad man
When the start blastin'
Here yee, here yee you see
I got that 6 Mafia here
Were deeper than your

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Sport (??) in the
Were blowin'
Cuase they don't know
But the for (??)

I get it
While the is good
Yeah, you know the bitch
Out to set chedder
Cause it's when you havin' shit
Dollar is on my mind
Look into my eyes
you hypnotized
Lettin' you that Prophet is on the rise
Why you
me as you mrs.
I'm somewhere on that
And blunts
Is how I it
So niggas recognize that in this niggas
So you see
Comin' as thunder
Ready to
it gonna be

Come on a
On to the
Or do you know about where the be hearin'
house of Scarecrow make headin' to make it back home in the 21st

We niggas keep letchin' the
The 6 (??) I punish
Your facin' the to place the grace behave
We leavin' no
paperchasin'
Don't get to rockin'
Whit motherfuckin' stock and facin' to the stock
And open seseme my forty thieves done a
Know they croppin'
When we ride larceny tonight
You best be slidin' through Three 6
Creep form the side
I got plan
plan to rob a man
Tell him we got plenty of
Get a a key of sand
Take his cheese
Count g's
go overseas
to them colongus make them it off
Say please
to the hood
With good
my niggas dope
Nothin' but the
And that chronic make you choke
I'm stugglin' in paperchase
day to day
All in the
For you snitchin'
dimes
I'm care of mine

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