Luyện nghe bài hát Money Klip

Sicc
Life
This is for all my ballers
clockers and them

Got my all creased up
Me and my homies all up
Keep my pockets all up
Chips and the money all day
Hood banging through this rap to get paid

I'm all money, rapping, and smoking weed up
And family, believe we all sleaved up
Creep up like an army for war
We can smoke a whole like crime, searching for more
enough, life is tough in the ghetto
Either you're or you're trying to get your case settled
Nothing petty, feri on the daily
risk it for bullshit, I gotta feed my baby
Shady motherfuckers, I them at a distance
I got your pumping like a piston, listen
You got it thinking I'm a broke man
A young stupid motherfucker no plans
No brands, no loaded weapon in my
Taking shit from me? No
You slow dance the devil
'cause I've worked too damn to get to this level

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If you don't dough for Mr. Shadow
what you here for, there's the door, you gotta go
Responsible for every move like a game
Your next step gives or away your next aim
pay is the way I live
Never had to in 219 to 56
When gets harder you gotta get stronger
say we got a long life, homey make it longer
Watch who you talk to, talks when it wants to
Makes the spin like it has to
Don't let me you dipping in my cookie jar
I can tell who the G's and the are
The way we ball is
Jotos envy us, they photos
Can't see gangsters a ride
Want us working a slave or doing some time
them all

Pit bossing, Sicc Dogging, clocking, dollars
handing, smacking all you wanna be shot callers
You ain't ballers stallers
But you're ready to do big things go ahead and call us
Better involve us or else you're face problems
Two feet from you the shape of revolvers
And if you try to make moves I'ma of it
Too good at bossing, made a career of it
So stand clear of it, or get rushed it
You about it motherfucker, I live it

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