Luyện nghe bài hát Money Klip

Sicc
Life
This is for all my motherfucking
Money and them

Got my khakis all up
Me and my all sleeped up
my pockets all greased up
Chips and the clip all day
banging through this rap shit to get paid

I'm all money, rapping, and smoking weed up
And this family, we all sleaved up
up like an army ready for war
We can smoke a crowd like crime, searching for more
Never enough, life is in the ghetto
Either you're balling or you're trying to get your case
Nothing petty, getting feri on the
Can't it for bullshit, I gotta feed my baby
Shady motherfuckers, I keep at a distance
I got your pumping like a piston, listen
You got it twisted I'm a broke man
A young stupid motherfucker with no
No brands, no loaded in my hand
Taking shit from me? No
You slow dance with the
'cause I've worked too damn to get to this level

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

Pit bossing, Sicc Dogging, clocking, stacking
Back handing, smacking all you be shot callers
You ballers you're stallers
But when ready to do big things go ahead and call us
Better involve us or you're gonna face problems
Two away from you the shape of revolvers
And if you try to make moves I'ma of it
Too damn good at bossing, a career of it
So stand clear of it, or get rushed it
You about it motherfucker, I live it

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