Luyện nghe bài hát Over Here

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

And don't worry 'bout what the fuck we smokin' here
Don't worry 'bout what the we drankin' over here
Don't worry 'bout who the was standing over here
Don't worry how the fuck 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 Benz just up to my self-esteem"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And don't worry 'bout what the fuck we 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 dancing over

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 streets with a rep as old Nash
I hit a hater wit a heat a cold gat

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

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

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

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