Luyện nghe bài hát Money Klip

Sicc
Life
This is for all my ballers
Money clockers and

Got my khakis all up
Me and my homies all up
my pockets all greased up
Chips and the money all day
Hood banging through this rap shit to get

I'm all about money, rapping, and smoking up
And this family, believe we all up
up like an army ready for war
We can smoke a whole crowd like crime, searching for
Never enough, life is tough in the
Either you're balling or you're trying to get your case
Nothing petty, feri on the daily
Can't risk it for bullshit, I gotta my baby
Shady motherfuckers, I keep at a distance
I got your heart pumping like a piston,
You got it twisted I'm a broke man
A young stupid motherfucker with no
No brands, no loaded weapon in my
shit from me? No chance
You slow with the devil
I've worked too damn hard to get to this level

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If you don't have dough for Mr.
Then you here for, there's the door, you gotta go
Responsible for every move a chess game
Your step gives or takes away your next aim
pay is the way I live
Never had to in 219 to 56
When shit gets you gotta get stronger
They say we got a long life, homey it longer
Watch who you talk to, money talks it wants to
Makes the spin like it has to
Don't let me you dipping in my cookie jar
I can who the G's and the rookies are
The way we is paranormal
envy us, they want photos
Can't see gangsters doing a
us working like a slave or doing some time
Fuck all

Pit bossing, Sicc Dogging, clocking, stacking
Back handing, smacking all you wanna be shot
You ain't ballers stallers
But when you're to do big things go ahead and call us
Better involve us or you're gonna face problems
Two feet away you the shape of revolvers
And if you try to make I'ma hear of it
Too damn at bossing, made a career of it
So stand clear of it, or get rushed it
You talk it motherfucker, I live it

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