Luyện nghe bài hát Money Scheme

W-wh-wha, what, wha-what

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

Jayo, I hope I ever have 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 to slangin
but if I do that's what I do
(That's I do)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Systemized, a triple striker, when I was
My mom and daddy shoulda named me Isiah I'm a Rider
Sole survivor, Hillsider, block Magazine Street
Narcotic preparer heroin provider

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

Stuck, Gin and Donald Duck
Nut, all on her and on her butt
Fuck, major
I pass it to my nigga Mista Jayo

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

a bitch, why? 'Cause skeezers don't please us
So I just go around sippin' fine wine like
And time I bust a spit it's a hip-hop quote
Drinkin' Moesha Brandy, spinnin' like hundred spokes

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

Still drinkin' Krypton brothers is
I snap like a snapping turtle
Nigga, on the world keeps my land fertile
I grow my own shit, fruits, vegetables and

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

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

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

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

Nickle plated chrome planet Clint special
Designed strictly for staplin' and toe
wrote me up a citation 'cause I was saggin' and draggin'
My bitch, by her

I had to, I had to make the bitch bleed, New Year's Eve
She tried to hit me with a fryin' pan, my attitude wasn't
Backslapped that hoe in front of her
More than a janitor

It gets and mannisher and mannisher
Smokin' on a roach, loitering in a parkin' lot
up gang signs
To as if he was some kind of first base

I luh I like my egg poached, hard over
In the drive through, hollerin' at her

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