Luyện nghe bài hát Money Over Bitches

Huh, niggaz they got the game sewed, yeah right
I'm air tight, fresh in them Air
If the Navi outside, I be there
Black hoodie, black 9, wifey airs

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

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

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

Yeah, so Compton niggaz
And Fillmoe niggaz get
Shit happens mayne, real talk ya nigga Fig'
Doin' it big and don't split yo' wig

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

I'll you anything you ask fo', money over bitches
me what'chu blast fo'? Fuck around with 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 streets where they goin'
One, two, so we on the rooftop
Let the Coupe ride then we come to two stops

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

They got me diggin' in my
Pro Tools, tapes and big sounds
Jumpin' on a plane, jumpin' out a cab
up this fettucini now these niggaz 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 you anything you ask fo', money over bitches
Tell me what'chu blast fo'? Fuck around with
What you had to smash fo' ? tried to play me, man
Anything you ask fo', all about this Bay

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
Anything you ask fo', representin' Bay

Count rubber grands
I'm out big on the under my fam bam
And I hover the
To expand, I'm from the gutter grime and the

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

'Cause I got a pimp
The scrubs eat shrimp 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 rebels
2005, me and my just pile the pots
Move like the ice loose, pimp thangs to watch

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

I'll give you 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', representin' Bay