Luyện nghe bài hát Over Here

We getting money over here, it do pimpin'
See ya looking but y'all lame ain't tipping
Hold up, a, yeah some wrong wit it
If money gon' nigga be the fuck on wit it

And don't worry what the fuck we smokin' over here
Don't worry 'bout the fuck we drankin' over here
Don't worry who the fuck was standing over here
Don't worry 'bout how the we dancing over here

I'm in a new SS and the tag on it
And the pussy niggaz 'cause all the hoes on it
She ask me why I looked so
I said, "The just boosted up to my self-esteem"

I'm the shit and if I ain't y'all let me think what I think
Matter of fact tell the waitress let me when I drink
think I ain't, no need to brag
Man these hoes Jeezy, they just like my swag
The way I do my
I'm just a young ghetto nigga wit a big ass

We getting money here, what it do pimpin'
See ya looking but y'all [Incomprehensible]ain't tipping
up, a, yeah it's some wrong wit it
If your money gon' nigga be the on wit it

And don't worry 'bout what the fuck we smokin' here
Don't 'bout what the fuck we drankin' over here
Don't worry 'bout who the fuck was standing here
worry 'bout how the fuck we dancing over here

Now if you feeling like a pimp dog gon' ya shoulders off
You trapping lil' daddy get them boulders off
And I'ma teach you how to
As soon as my roll up these blunts

She said, "She my domineer"
Between me and you I she's digging my Beemer
Love the way a nigga spit so slick
Plus she heard I gotta big that's it

Yeah, put it on me
of fact tell ya friends put it on me girl
Gangsta we got dro in the air
Bottles of Crist', Grey everywhere

We getting money over here, it do pimpin'
See ya boys looking but lame ain't tipping
Hold up, a, yeah it's wrong wit it
If your money nigga be the fuck on wit it

And worry 'bout what the fuck we smokin' over here
Don't worry 'bout what the we drankin' over here
Don't worry 'bout who the fuck was standing here
Don't worry 'bout how the fuck we dancing here

I gotta a stable full of hoes and a full of dealers
A house full of and a click full of killers
I'm heavy on the with a rep long as old Nash
I hit a hater wit a from a cold gat

We posted up on a black like a street
Watching the money move making sure I eat
for dollar and dime for dime
We out here for hustle, nigga grind for grind

We got them nines in them
Even them old things grinding on them
Folding for doe mane and we all in the dope game, buying and
You haters buying and telling, but what is my niggaz

We getting money over here, it do pimpin'
See ya boys looking but lame ain't tipping
Hold up, a, yeah it's wrong wit it
If your money nigga be the fuck on wit it

And don't 'bout what the fuck we smokin' over here
Don't worry 'bout what the we drankin' over here
Don't worry 'bout who the fuck was standing here
Don't worry 'bout how the fuck we over here