Luyện nghe bài hát Over Here

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

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

I'm in a new SS and the tag on it
And the pussy hating '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 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 hoes love Jeezy, just like my swag
The way I do my
I'm a young ghetto nigga wit a big ass chain

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

And don't 'bout 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 over
Don't worry 'bout how the fuck we dancing over

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

She said, "She my domineer"
Between me and you I think digging my Beemer
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 put it on me girl
shit we got dro in the air
Bottles of Crist', Goose everywhere

We money over here, what it do pimpin'
See ya boys looking but lame ain't tipping
Hold up, a, it's some wrong wit it
If your money gon' 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
worry 'bout who the fuck was standing over here
Don't worry 'bout how the fuck we dancing here

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

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

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

We getting money here, what it do pimpin'
See ya boys looking but y'all 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 'bout the fuck we smokin' over here
Don't 'bout what the fuck we drankin' over here
Don't worry who the fuck was standing over here
Don't worry how the fuck we dancing over here