Luyện nghe bài hát Put Some Money On It

Aiyyo Joell, I'm on son
{"Put some on it"}
flyin out a
The further I get the look more mosquito
Dutch burnin, hand big Mojito
I don't mean Dorito when I say {"Put money on it"}
Yeah, you ain't really all around all that
The coke, the crack, the guns, heard 'bout
They said, "Yo Donny, you gon' sign with Puff?"
I said I'll live too long as
{"Put some on it"}
I'm the L.O.X. Jeter
Tattooed up in a white
Aston parked at the meter
I to feed her, better go {"Put some money 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 when I pee
I don't layaway, only y'all {"Put some on it"}
Put your up hot stuff, you not tough
Let's play a game of Trouble and I pop up
with the Glock tucked, crotched up in a dropped up
Low you know how this go {"Put some money on it"}
I'm a product of the
Cornered the market with the product I offer,
slaughtered the
Slide a condom on daughter on the floor in the projects
I make more than a promise {"Put some money on it"}
I the amount of hate that my worth sparks
But I ain't goin like a birthmark
I puppies before they get to they first bark
Anybody wanna get they first {"Put some money on it"}
Hey, what's the matter? Cat got your
Your words so they collapsed in your lungs
Put some bass in your voice like you on a drum
Watch my fist make a track on gums
{"Put some on it"}
been wack so that ain't one of my issues
Get my and take care 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 it's important, shoot it or it
Oxy's, {?}, profit is
Stay off the phone the calls are recorded
And if you can it then you better {"Put some money on it"}
Tryin to be a diamond in the game I one
niggas with the flow, H1N1
You can get a buck-fifty
Before rap I had a drug income
{"Put some money on it"} Jason
God on the rocks a splash of Satan
Stash here with the ratchet waitin,
since you
Name the place and the date and {"Put money on it"}
Never trust niggas no further I can throw 'em
Long with the razor and the can't sew 'em
Said I as the hardest out, now I gotta 'em
Cocksucker doubted me, I owe 'em {"Put money on it"}
You could be dude in cement shoes
Or the soft nigga on this evening's news
Rap beef, street beef, breeze crews
Freeze, handguns, machine {"Put some money on it"}
I don't even need guns, me like I'm poppa shit
End up with a hawk in esophagus
Hardest nigga to in the metropolis
Genocide mixed with apocalypse {"Put some on it"}
niggas real easy dawg
Ghost in the flesh, a Ouija Board
Droptop Beamer with the on
and I ain't shoot BB's
{"Put money on it"}
I] SLAUGHTERHOUUUUSE!
Slaughter gon' be runnin you over a century
You ain't one of The L.O.X., you don't flow near me
You ain't Tip, Ali Shaheed,
Nigga you +The Low End Theory+
{"Put some on it"}
You still shows for fifty seats
Still writin rhymes "LeBron is with the Heat"
Still writin raps 'bout Kat and D
My next freestyle I'mma blast through
{"Put money on it"}
Maserati ridin with that on
It's a black and white thang, call that Arione
Talkin all that shit you a fag
I do you like a Louis duffle bag, at the {"Put some money on it"}
Bitch, a on
my growin
Gettin my on
throwin
With while you
puttin on a for them hoes
your Tyler Perry on
, c'mon {"Put money on it"}
Uh, my mic manners is quite
I got these young bitches tongue flippin just like
You gotta feed her just to hit it, don't count to me
I take her, fill her tummy up, I mean out to eat
Nickel! {"Put money on it"}
Floor seats at the Knick game, I'm weed
I'm at The Garden in The like Adam and Eve
And my gat'll put hat on your sleeve
Now you ahead of your time,
I'm out of your league {"Put money on it"}
See I get dough and cop the
My job is confidential
It's not pretend so everything is
Weight of the world on my shoulder, the planet on my clavicle {"Put money on it"}
But it don't though cause I'mma go get it
Life's a and then you get thrown in it
That's why I get +Cash Money+ it's +No Limit+
This shit, I'm so wit it, get it? {"Put some money on it"}
is for you rap stars feelin y'all clever
I'm the penitentiary's sick ward, illest ever
I in the paint hard
It's like I'm bank cards the way that I take charge {"Put some money on it"}
Low on the CL, gray coupe
Only out of the when all hell breaks loose
pimpin - all my shooters veered off
The road to redemption, so it's no exemptions {"Put some on it"}
When Joe is mentioned, the is pinchin
Got me in a mansion a gopher, Benson
If you said you rap you better than
What we'll do is treat your like a tab {"Put some money on it"}
The is fresh,
{?} is cobwebs
She don't look a model then I probably wouldn't pop her
is my son, should be callin me poppa
I won't acknowledge it, treatin me like a Focker! {"Put money on it"}
ain't dead, I been puttin the pulse in from long ago (since)
I mean back when Tracey Ullman had her own (uhh)
Want fire? Put on it
If I'm a go ahead {"Put some money on it"}