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 on the corner
In the of the club with a sack
And rolling up a jointer
that country stash
You ain't seen a bull rider bumping UGK
Nah homie, you ain't never seen
it, pete, like a bucket seat
Hip hop make 'em all lean
Make a ping pong ball jealous of the
sitting tall like a cloud
Yeah, pick another trailer park up
Dirty digger, ding dong, get out
Yeah, let the lid out
Bud fuck puffing in this jar, bug
Southern hospitality, but I hospitalize you I'm nice enough
To a punk like a homophobic
I'm on it, my opponents it
Get your money up
I ain't a D-boy, but my folks 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
Where they offering for that profit

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

Let me get
Targeting artists, no dodging em, lodging them
they fraudulous, yeah, my ho might been sporting shit
No tours and shit, no super Nintendo, but I got
Cartman shit, working my big old tool like I carpentry
Pardon me it's the, nigga you know me, the commodity
Probably catch me at penny province in poverty
Cause copping it, stopping me, nope
No ? me, nope
P O T B E L L, why the hell they riding my yeah
slow it down a minute (what?)
Cause I ain't around a minute
These niggas feeling themselves cause I let em borrow the crown a
And I'll admit I get myself sometimes
Only 'cause I know I got rhymes
And my punch lines will fuck wit yo mind, I'm bucking, 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 he can swear me in
I got a heavy double barrel in my box
When my drop, everybody scared again
And I'm prepared to win at all
Y'all talk a lot of shit, tear my skin
And rumor has it I'm crazy, I 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 day Larry Flynn
Slum shit, baby fuck Katy Perry fans
I rep Atlanta, I never been to Paris, France
I switch lanes, crossing over I'm Jeremy Lin
You can't admire me, don't let me catch you staring
I'm like a great white in this aquarium
When I was young, I knew kids out
Around the holidays, were pistol carrying
In the spare, getting was imperative
I'm reaching in my pocket, thing there was lint
Well I compare with then, don't want to a cent
We suited up in all black, in a pair of
I ran up in a baller's house, I lay it down
Motherfucker, show me where it is, I'm to take that profit

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