Luyện nghe bài hát Money Scheme

W-wh-wha, what, wha-what

Mobster, turn that up
Yeah, uh-huh uh
shit
Uh-huh uh-huh
Jayo, smell me on this one

Jayo, I hope I don't ever to go back to slangin'
but if I do that's what I do
(That's I do)
Jayo, I hope I don't ever have to go back to
Hello but if I do what I do
(That's I do)

Grindin' out of my aunty's backyard, the chronic
I been havin' more candy than a pinata, cake than Betty Crocker
Get on the horn and hit me on my locker 'cause I'm fake ID
Strikin' and drivin' on a expired license comes in

Buy it from the nigga the best quality and the lowest prices
Spendin' that that the big homey advanced me
In of me with the next nigga
I love money plus I'm rough rider
Known for bringin' ass niggaz out of hidin'

Charlie Hustle, I hope I won't have to go
To sellin' sticks but if I do that's what I do
Hustle, I hope I won't have to go back
To sellin loop but if I do that's what I do

I a nigga, and Kool-Aid came out
his heart pumps Kool-Aid, so I mixed it with my Thunder chicken
Barely livin' and smokin' with a deuce-deuce
Now I gotta put my nosed back to use

I'm dangerous it gets crucial, 'cause I loves
Fuck a headache I'm jackin' for pounds of bomb shit
And now my fingers is sticky like Sticky Fingaz the greenery
You gon' retaliate, nigga what that mean to me?

When you shoot crooked it's Cartwright, on site I'm flight
It's gon' rain on your head, I'm tearin' the roof off this tonight
As you fall like Guy, for to swipe my pie
Nigga DIE while your bitch up the Beaumont

All my niggaz havin dreams
(Fancy dreams)
Comin' up 'cause we all on a scheme
(A scheme)

All my havin fancy dreams
(Fancy dreams)
Comin' up we all on a money scheme
(A scheme)

All my havin' fancy dreams!
(Fancy dreams)
up 'cause we all on a money scheme
(A scheme)

All my bitches havin' dreams!
(Fancy dreams)
up 'cause we all on a money scheme
(A scheme)

The freight, nigga fuck the
Beotch, you gotta pay me to breathe on the mic
High, than a dust cloud
Hella disrespectful, all up in the party talkin'

Systemized, a striker, when I was born
My mom and daddy named me Isiah 'cause I'm a Rider
Sole survivor, Hillsider, 1400 block Street
bomb preparer heroin provider

I'm vicious, mean and mad doggin' niggaz
Like the, the Grinch Who Stole Christmas
I like to, like to, finger fuck bitches up in
Take her home and get rug on my nuts

Stuck, Gordon's Gin and Duck
Nut, all on her and on her butt
Fuck, clientele
I pass it to my nigga Mista Jayo

Up the glass is shatterin', it ain't matterin'
They scatterin', see me and forty start
The cowards are heartless, so you burn like
Niggaz that got snake get broke up like dice games

Fuck a bitch, why? 'Cause skeezers don't us
So I just go around sippin' wine like Jesus
And every time I bust a spit it's a quote
Drinkin' Moesha Brandy, head spinnin' hundred spokes

All my havin' fancy dreams!
(Fancy dreams)
Comin' up we all on a money scheme
(A scheme)

Still drinkin' Krypton brothers is
Then I snap like a turtle
Nigga, shittin; on the world my land fertile
I grow my own shit, fruits, and tobacco

It's third down and forty
You know you gon' get
Get your while you can old man
so dope they named me twice like Duran Duran

Killa nigga put on 'em and feed 'em to my hogs
See I no evidence for the police dogs
Now off the low stroll we go so flow
bitch, we the shit because the people said so

You can't tell a lettuce from a cabbage silly
Get these chips even if it means lettin' motherfuckers have it

got out of line, I had to ice him
Reached my drawers, and pulled out my strap
got out of place, I had to chop him
Reached into my d-da-da-das and pulled out my strap, it out

Nickle chrome planet Clint Eastwood special
Designed strictly for and toe taggin
Po-po wrote me up a citation I was saggin' and draggin'
My bitch, by her

I had to, I had to make the bleed, last New Year's Eve
She to hit me with a fryin' pan, my attitude wasn't carin'
that hoe in front of her parents
More ki's than a

It mannisher and mannisher and mannisher
Smokin' on a roach, in a McDonald's parkin' lot
Throwin' up signs
To as if he was some of first base coach

I luh I like my egg poached, hard easy
In the through, hollerin' at her breezy

All my bitches fancy dreams
(Fancy dreams)
Comin' up we all on a money scheme
(A scheme)