Luyện nghe bài hát Over Here

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

And don't worry 'bout what the fuck we over here
Don't worry 'bout what the fuck we over here
worry 'bout who the fuck was standing over here
Don't worry 'bout how the fuck we 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 so mean
I said, "The just boosted up to my self-esteem"

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

We getting money over here, what it do
See ya boys but y'all [Incomprehensible]ain't tipping
up, a, yeah 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' here
Don't worry 'bout what the fuck we drankin' here
Don't 'bout who the fuck was standing over here
Don't 'bout how the fuck we dancing over here

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We got nines in them halfs
Even them old grinding 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 yelling

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

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