Luyện nghe bài hát Money Over Bitches

Huh, niggaz think they got the sewed, yeah right
I'm air tight, in them Air Nikes
If the Navi outside, I might be
Black hoodie, black 9, black airs

Rock guns like trunks, keep a spare
You see the lump under the fleece and gear
And when the beef cook, put the piece to your head
And if you see a truck that mean yo' sheets is dead

I'm goin', goin', back, back
To the to dump the bucket and jump in the drop
Niggaz know I'm good with the glock, they me Chick Hearns
'Cause if the game on knot, I'm callin the

wear a shiny suit for a minute like I'm The L.O.X.
Then get gangster with a meet bag and a Jordan box
And when I die, bury me with the and a bucket of shells
In case niggaz want in hell

Yeah, so when niggaz
And Fillmoe get together
Shit happens mayne, real talk from ya Fig'
Doin' it big and wanna split yo' wig

I'll you anything you ask fo', money over bitches
Tell me what'chu fo'? Fuck around with snitches
What you had to fo' ? Niggaz tried to play me, man
Anything you ask fo', all this Bay game

I'll give you anything you ask fo', over bitches
Tell me what'chu blast fo'? Fuck around snitches
What you had to smash fo' ? tried to play me man
Anything you ask fo', Bay game

I be the boy with the cabbage, pluck strings like I'm Lenny Kravitz
I'm in the where they goin' savage
One, two, so we dance on the
Let the Coupe ride then we come to two stops

Figga eight an' by the corner
Niggarali from Cali, you gotta let 'em know
Yeah, ya hit me on my
Inventory pilin' up, niggaz tryin' to buy

They got me in my files
Pro Tools, ADAT tapes and big
Jumpin' on a plane, out a taxi cab
Stackin' up this fettucini now these hella mad

Fuck nigga, he got another album on the board?
Damn right, album on the board
Fuck the bullshit, the Figgarali don't
I the whole Bay every motherfuckin' day

I'll give you anything you ask fo', money over
Tell me what'chu blast fo'? Fuck with snitches
What you had to fo' ? Niggaz tried to play me, man
Anything you ask fo', all this Bay game

I'll you anything you ask fo', money over bitches
Tell me what'chu blast fo'? around with snitches
What you had to fo' ? Niggaz tried to play me man
Anything you ask fo', Bay game

Count rubber grands
I'm out big on the with my fam bam
And I the lands
To expand, I'm from the grime and the sand

No the flam's all busted
The dames want the bucks when see you stuffed in
Your pockets, 'til they get some
But testin' my pocket, only gets you

'Cause I got a pimp
The scrubs wanna eat and get my salary
They ain't knowin' I'm tight in my shoestrings
the way I'm flowin' on the mic 'cause I do gleam

All of baguettes and bezels
We shine like life's [Incomprehensible]
2005, me and my crew pile the pots
Move the ice loose, pimp these thangs to watch

I'll give you anything you ask fo', money bitches
Tell me what'chu blast Fuck around with snitches
What you had to fo' ? Niggaz tried to play me, man
you ask fo', all about this Bay game

I'll give you anything you ask fo', money over
Tell me what'chu fo'? Fuck around with snitches
What you had to smash fo' ? Niggaz tried to me man
you ask fo', representin' Bay game