Luyện nghe bài hát 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,

I got my buddies on the
In the back of the with a sack
And rolling up a jointer
Smoking that country
You ain't never seen a bull bumping UGK
Nah homie, you never seen that
Fuck it, pete, like a seat
Hip hop make 'em all lean
Make a ping pong ball jealous of the
Chevrolet tall like a cloud
Yeah, pick another trailer park up
Dirty digger, ding dong, get out
Yeah, let the lid out
Bud fuck in this jar, lightning bug
Southern hospitality, but I hospitalize you 'cause I'm enough
To a punk like a homophobic
I'm on it, my know it
Get money up D-boy
I ain't a D-boy, but my folks grow it
Done clipped the bud and sold it
I been sipping Bud, you ain't
I'm in the bible like a church, in the lobby
Where they trade for that profit

Yep, yep, yep, bitch I'm all 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, ain't no dodging em, lodging
they 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 I know carpentry
me it's the, nigga you know me, the hottest commodity
Probably catch me posted at penny in poverty
Cause copping it, stopping me, nope
No ? Copping me,
P O T B E L L, why the hell riding my tail yeah
I'll it down a minute (what?)
Cause I ain't been around a
These niggas feeling themselves cause I let em borrow the crown a
And admit I get beside myself sometimes
'cause I know I got dope rhymes
And my punch lines will wit yo mind, I'm bucking, bout my

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,

I am a Slumerican
Yelawolf he can swear me in
I got a heavy barrel in my box Chevy
When my drop, everybody scared again
And I'm to win at all costs
Y'all talk a lot of shit, tryna tear my
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 up like a sombrero rim
I'm kinda a modern day Larry Flynn
It's Slum shit, baby Katy Perry fans
I rep Atlanta, I ain't never been to Paris,
I lanes, crossing over like I'm Jeremy Lin
You can't admire me, let me catch you staring pimp
I'm like a great white shark in this
When I was young, I knew out caroling
Around the holidays, they pistol carrying
In the spare, getting paper was
I'm in my pocket, only thing there was lint
Well I with then, don't want to spare a cent
We suited up in all black, in a of tens
I ran up in a baller's house, I lay it down
Motherfucker, show me where it is, I'm bout to take that

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, yeah (profit)