Luyện nghe bài hát My Money Straight

[feat. Guce, Black C & Young
[Talking:
What's happenin' y'all this E-40
I had to bring back old school mob sound
I had to go get my partna C and my nigga Guce
Yumtombout, nigga our money is straight,
Beotch!
[Hook: Yung
hold up me for one reason
My money
bunch of ice I'm freezing
My straight
And oh yeah, I'm E
My money
So don't worry bout me
My straight
[Verse 1:
Uhh, I'm breaking a quarter pound on a dude who play with a Gillette razor blade
With a of battery acid to throw my candy in case the po-po ray
I be and I be savagin' and I be mobbin'
Any bitch nigga that got a I'm molly whomp
Hoes be giving me all kinds of and hugges
But they don't really wanna fuck me they wanna fuck my
I be it to the fullest mayne I push
Be all up in the smelling like Kush
Hiding in the fire truck latter I be gone
Every day by myself I smoke at a half a zone
Finger on the chrome, letting it be
Throwed in the dome, wanna know wrong
I ain't play to lose I play to win
If it's money being then I want in
My stacks fold it won't bend
Brought a one apartment (for what) just to keep my money in (beotch)
[Hook x2: Jun]
2: Black C]
Oh yeah, my money
You can ask bad bitches in my court until 8
Looking like they can't wait to put it in face
If she ain't down with it then we plan a limit
Plus I this Bay, so I gotta keep it res-ial
I'm gone off a so fuck how they fis-ial
A dollar biz-ials I'm ballin' on you suckers
Ridin' top down if a player feeling smothered
We customs made 4's on the whip, Bentley sitting nice
The look blue but it's green in the light
We goin call that a sprite rocking ice
My D-boy swag I'm from D-boy life
Black Ceaser be the Black C is what they call me
R.B.O. the camp point be the army
Yeah ya boy ballin sumthing Spalding
And it's only bad bitches that a real nigga me
[Hook: Yung
[Verse 3:
in my cup looking like I'm playing posses
You can still get it with this or the shotgun
My straight off the rose and the Vodka
Errday we celebrate like I won an
Gangsta, from the city of choppers and bags
We ride shit move fast like it crawl that
We keep toys all year like Toys-R-Us
You like a nigga that can't play bo's and dump
[Laughs] I'm threw they created ghetto broads
A trauma water ya trauma boy and still on call
I'm balling like the Phoenix Suns, playing
And these bitches run for it, Marion Jones
Finger the trigger like pussy when I felt the
You wanna beef I touch ya hat helper
When I'm on ya line nobody help ya
Empty ass nigga not a leg a felt up
My money
[Hook: Jun]