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, it's some wrong wit it
If your money nigga be the fuck on wit it

And don't worry 'bout what the fuck we smokin' over
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 hating all the hoes on it
She ask me why I so mean
I said, "The Benz boosted up to my self-esteem"

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

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

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

Now if you feeling like a dog gon' brush ya shoulders off
You lil' daddy gon' get them boulders off
And teach you how to stunt
As soon as my niggaz roll up these

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

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

We getting money over here, what it do
See ya boys looking but y'all lame tipping
up, a, yeah it's some wrong wit it
If money gon' nigga be the fuck 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 who the fuck was standing over here
Don't worry 'bout how the fuck we dancing here

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

We posted up on a like a street light
the money move making sure I eat right
Dollar for dollar and dime for
We out hustle for hustle, nigga grind for grind

We got them nines in halfs
Even them old things on them hash
for doe mane and we all in the dope game, buying and selling
You haters buying and telling, but is my niggaz yelling

We getting money here, what it do pimpin'
See ya boys looking but y'all lame tipping
Hold up, a, yeah it's some wit it
If your money gon' nigga be the on wit it

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