Luyện nghe bài hát Profit

Yep, yep, yep, I'm all about my (profit)
Yep, yep, yep, don't try to count my (profit)
Yep, yep, yep, so the fuck up out my (profit)
Yep, yep, yep, yep,

I got my buddies on the
In the back of the club with a
And they up a jointer
that country stash
You ain't never seen a rider bumping UGK
Nah homie, you ain't never seen
it, pete, like a bucket seat
Hip hop make 'em all back
a ping pong ball jealous of the bounce
Chevrolet sitting tall a cloud
Yeah, pick another park girl up
Dirty blonde digger, dong, get out
Yeah, let the lid out
Bud fuck puffing in this jar, bug
hospitality, but I hospitalize you 'cause I'm nice enough
To spot a punk a homophobic
I'm on it, my opponents it
Get money up D-boy
I a D-boy, but my folks they grow it
Done clipped the bud and done it
I been Bud, you ain't noticed?
I'm in the bible belt a church, in the lobby
they offering trade for that profit

Yep, yep, yep, bitch I'm all my (profit)
Yep, yep, yep, don't try to count my (profit)
Yep, yep, yep, so stay the up out my (profit)
Yep, yep, yep, yep,

Let me get
Targeting artists, ain't no dodging em, lodging
Cause fraudulous, yeah, my ho might been sporting shit
No tours and shit, no Nintendo, but I got cartridges
Cartman shit, working my big old tool like I carpentry
Pardon me it's the, nigga you know me, the hottest
Probably me posted at penny province in poverty
Cause they copping it, me, nope
No ? me, nope
P O T B E L L, why the they riding my tail yeah
I'll slow it a minute (what?)
I ain't been around a minute
These niggas feeling themselves I let em borrow the crown a minute
And I'll admit I get beside myself
Only 'cause I know I got dope
And my punch lines fuck wit yo mind, I'm bucking, bout my

Yep, yep, yep, I'm all about my (profit)
Yep, yep, yep, don't try to count my (profit)
Yep, yep, yep, so the fuck up out my (profit)
Yep, yep, yep, yep,

I am a real
Told Yelawolf he can me in
I got a double barrel in my box Chevy
When my album drop, everybody scared
And I'm to win at all costs
Y'all talk a lot of shit, tryna my skin
And has it I'm crazy, I need to see a therapist
Well if the shoe fits, it Imma wear it then
Cause I'm a go getter, I swear for ten
I'm bout to turn up a sombrero rim
I'm kinda like a modern day Larry
It's Slum shit, fuck Katy Perry fans
I rep Atlanta, I ain't never to Paris, France
I switch lanes, over like I'm Jeremy Lin
You can't admire me, let me catch you staring pimp
I'm like a great white in this aquarium
I was young, I knew kids out caroling
Around the holidays, they pistol carrying
In the spare, getting was imperative
I'm in my pocket, only thing there was lint
Well I compare with then, don't want to a cent
We up in all black, in a pair of tens
I ran up in a local house, I lay it down
Motherfucker, show me where it is, I'm bout to that profit

Yep, yep, yep, bitch I'm all my (profit)
Yep, yep, yep, even try to count my (profit)
Yep, yep, yep, so stay the up out my (profit)
Yep, yep, yep, yep, yeah (profit)