Luyện nghe bài hát Oil Money

[Verse 1: Chuck
Where do we to go
I don't know, let me where we end up
I'm not about to sit and watch it get us
Just the stickers is on it
And it's flashy, flauntin', funny that them people only that gold to pawn it
I need that gold to wear it on the like I'm Jordan
Performin', I'm way more than I'm supposed to and I'm lookin' way better in person than my photos
But not talk about me
Let's talk about
If too hot then take your hands off
it like Joe Montana

Hats off,
Now what do you look forward to, the landing or the off
Get back cause them I gotta harlem shake off
I got the paint, I just need some shit to on

This is a
Not to make you cry
But to open up your
And in lullaby
You got to do
you die
you die

[Verse 2: Chip Tha
Cleveland nigga wintertime I catch a flight to somewhere
Come to
Fuck yo couch they shouldn't gave us niggas money
For the
Like they woulda in '94
Bumpin jodisee and anything I say probly go
While we in that 'Lac truck headed to the mall
Now we coppin' even I left my wallet in the car
Yeah she got it, deposit we got it, good credit good head and all copasetic
She and she get it, priceless
The nice tits, she got that twice chest, she righteous we might just
the Mercedes in the front just to give 'em what they want
Cameras flashin' hoppin' out the blunt

[Verse 3: Freddie
Who knew this rappin' shit pay off
I'm up the kill like I got fired on my day off
See a whole lotta niggas get broke and like some broad they like to off
And the same old that spent their change with be the same bitch I'm gonna shake off
The of the mid yo
Quick to Dent a nigga
Peace to all my OT hoes and the gifts they to send a nigga
Fresh socks and a black d bones
We done rode back and [?]
Bend these foes on stage at the show out those swishas witcha
(Feel it nigga)
If ya'll then I can keep my day job
Ski mask is my uniform and them dealers gonna stay robbed
T-top ceiling and my dank still and I crush ya feelings like the saints did peyton

4: Bun B]
Fresh pair of levi's t and 6 carmines
Hoppin' out some 2010 yes, the car's mine
Sittin' in Corinthians sit back watch the stars
I know you starstruck shit I can a star blind
just like Isaiah
A playa, the pro bowl, the
I'm so cold, they
The ho prepared I'm pimpin' my ride out
Then to my lair
The honeycomb
honey's go hide out in my crib like a fugitive
She wanna a ball I told her I got two to give
She wanna see the lights and red carpet
I let her pop a stack, I'm tryin' to start shit
She's on her skin layin' in a bear skin
Her body's super thick and it's skin, I'm there then
On my sofa smokin' jacket Gucci loafers and I'm on a swisher while she's blowin' me
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