Luyện nghe bài hát Put Some Money On It

Aiyyo Joell, I'm on son
{"Put some on it"}
out a Tito
The further I get the ground more mosquito
Dutch burnin, other big Mojito
I don't mean Dorito when I say {"Put money on it"}
Yeah, you ain't really all all that stuff
The coke, the crack, the guns, 'bout enough
They said, "Yo Donny, you gon' really with Puff?"
I said I'll live too long as
{"Put money on it"}
I'm the L.O.X. Jeter
Tattooed up in a white
Vanquish parked at the meter
I forgot to feed her, better go {"Put some on it"}
Yeah, now they all the Don G
I'm on BET more "Leprechaun 3"
They say I'm on fire, it don't hurt I pee
I don't layaway, only {"Put some money on it"}
Put your up hot stuff, you not tough
play a game of Trouble and when I pop up
It's the Glock tucked, crotched up in a dropped up
Low like you how this go {"Put some money on it"}
I'm a product of the
the market with the product I would offer,
the garbage
Slide a condom on your daughter on the floor in the
Homeboy I make than a promise {"Put some money on it"}
I know the amount of hate that my worth
But I ain't goin nowhere like a
I pound before they get to they first bark
wanna get they first spark? {"Put some money on it"}
Hey, what's the matter? Cat got tongue?
words so feint they collapsed in your lungs
Put some bass in your voice you snacked on a drum
Watch my fist make a on your gums
{"Put money on it"}
Never been wack so that one of my issues
Get my bread and take of my pistols
Soon as I a brick you can see the crystals
Soon as the piff in you can
{"Put some on it"}
Trust me important, shoot it or snort it
Oxy's, {?}, profit is
Stay off the phone the calls are recorded
And if you can afford it then you {"Put some money on it"}
to be a diamond in the game I been one
Killin niggas the flow, H1N1
You can get a quick
rap I had a drug dealer's income
{"Put money on it"} Master Jason
God on the rocks with a splash of
Stash here with the ratchet waitin,
you hatin
Name the place and the date and {"Put some on it"}
Never niggas no further than I can throw 'em
Long the razor and the doctor can't sew 'em
Said I as the hardest out, now I gotta 'em
Cocksucker doubted me, I owe 'em {"Put some on it"}
You be that dude in cement shoes
Or the next soft on this evening's news
Rap beef, street beef, through crews
Freeze, handguns, machine guns {"Put some on it"}
I don't even need guns, play me like I'm shit
End up a hawk in your esophagus
Hardest nigga to walk in the
Genocide with apocalypse {"Put some money on it"}
niggas real easy dawg
Ghost in the flesh, fuck a Board
Beamer with the BB's on
and I shoot BB's dawg
{"Put some on it"}
I] SLAUGHTERHOUUUUSE!
Slaughter gon' be runnin you over a century
You one of The L.O.X., you don't flow nowhere near me
You ain't Tip, Ali Shaheed,
Nigga you probably Low End Theory+
{"Put money on it"}
You still doin shows for fifty
Still writin rhymes "LeBron is with the Heat"
Still writin 'bout Kat and Chippy D
My next freestyle I'mma blast WikiLeaks
{"Put money on it"}
Maserati ridin with that on
It's a black and white thang, that chick Arione
Talkin all that shit you a fag
I do you like a Louis bag, at the airport {"Put some money on it"}
Bitch, a on
my head
Gettin my on
lead
necessary while you
puttin on a show for hoes
Gettin Tyler Perry on
, c'mon {"Put some on it"}
Uh, my mic manners is mannish
I got these young bitches tongue flippin just like
You gotta feed her just to hit it, that count to me
I take her, her tummy up, I don't mean out to eat
Nickel! {"Put money on it"}
seats at the Knick game, I'm traffickin weed
I'm at The Garden in The Apple Adam and Eve
And my gat'll put your hat on your
Now you really ahead of time,
I'm out of your {"Put some money on it"}
See I get dough and cop the
My job is confidential
not pretend so everything is autobiographical
Weight of the world on my shoulder, the planet on my clavicle {"Put some on it"}
But it don't matter though cause go get it
Life's a bitch and then you get in it
That's why I get +Cash Money+ like +No Limit+
This shit, I'm so wit it, get it? {"Put some money on it"}
This is for you rap stars feelin clever
I'm the penitentiary's sick ward, illest bars
I in the paint hard
It's like I'm acceptin bank cards the way that I take charge {"Put some on it"}
Low tints on the CL, coupe
Only out of the cage when all hell loose
Focus - all my shooters veered off
The road to redemption, so it's no {"Put some money on it"}
When Joe is mentioned, the is pinchin
Got me in a with a gopher, Benson
If you said you rap you than that
What we'll do is your head like a tab {"Put some money on it"}
The is fresh,
foam {?} is
She don't look like a model then I wouldn't pop her
is my son, should be callin me poppa
I won't acknowledge it, treatin me a Focker! {"Put some money on it"}
Hip-Hop ain't dead, I been puttin the in from long ago (since)
I mean back when Tracey Ullman had her own (uhh)
Want Put Mouse on it
If I'm a liar go ahead {"Put some on it"}