Luyện nghe bài hát Put Some Money On It

Aiyyo Joell, I'm on son
{"Put money on it"}
out a Tito
The further I get the ground more mosquito
burnin, other hand big Mojito
I don't mean Dorito when I say {"Put some 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' sign with Puff?"
I said I'll too long as Diddy
{"Put some on it"}
What? I'm the L.O.X.
up in a white wife-beater
Aston parked at the meter
I forgot to feed her, better go {"Put money on it"}
Yeah, now all love 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 guap 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 like you know how this go {"Put some on it"}
I'm a of the corner
Cornered the with the product I would offer,
slaughtered the
a condom on your daughter on the floor in the projects
Homeboy I more than a promise {"Put some money on it"}
I know the amount of hate my worth sparks
But I goin nowhere like a birthmark
I pound puppies before they get to first bark
Anybody wanna get they spark? {"Put some money on it"}
Hey, what's the matter? Cat got your
Your words so feint they in your lungs
Put some bass in your voice like you snacked on a
Watch my make a track on your gums
{"Put some on it"}
Never been so that ain't one of my issues
Get my and take care of my pistols
Soon as I open a brick you can see the
Soon as the come in you can
{"Put money on it"}
Trust me it's important, shoot it or it
Oxy's, {?}, profit is
Stay off the phone cause the calls are
And if you can it then you better {"Put some money on it"}
Tryin to be a diamond in the I been one
Killin with the flow, H1N1
You can get a buck-fifty
Before rap I had a drug dealer's
{"Put some money on it"} Master
God on the rocks with a splash of
Stash here with the ratchet waitin,
you hatin
Name the and the date and {"Put some money on it"}
Never trust niggas no further I can throw 'em
Long with the razor and the doctor sew 'em
Said I as the out, now I gotta show 'em
doubted me, I owe 'em {"Put some money on it"}
You could be that dude in shoes
Or the soft nigga on this evening's news
Rap beef, street beef, through crews
Freeze, handguns, machine {"Put some money on it"}
I don't even need guns, play me like I'm poppa
End up with a in your esophagus
Hardest to walk in the metropolis
Genocide with apocalypse {"Put some money on it"}
Kill niggas real dawg
Ghost in the flesh, a Ouija Board
Droptop with the BB's on
and I ain't shoot BB's
{"Put some 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 Tip, Ali Shaheed, Phife
Nigga you probably +The Low End
{"Put money on it"}
You still doin for fifty seats
Still writin 'bout "LeBron is with the Heat"
Still writin raps Kat and Chippy D
My freestyle I'mma blast through WikiLeaks
{"Put some on it"}
Maserati with that Mary on
It's a black and white thang, call that Arione
all that shit you a fuckin fag
I do you like a Louis duffle bag, at the airport {"Put some on it"}
Bitch, a on
my head
my Barry on
lead
With while you
puttin on a for them hoes
Gettin Tyler Perry on
, c'mon {"Put money on it"}
Uh, my mic manners is mannish
I got these young bitches tongue flippin like Spanish
You gotta feed her just to hit it, don't count to me
I her, fill her tummy up, I don't mean out to eat
Nickel! {"Put some on it"}
seats at the Knick game, I'm traffickin weed
I'm at The Garden in The Apple like and Eve
And my gat'll put hat on your sleeve
Now you really ahead of time,
I'm out of your league {"Put money on it"}
See I get and cop the Benz-o
My job credentials is
It's not so everything is autobiographical
Weight of the on my shoulder, the planet on my clavicle {"Put some money on it"}
But it matter though cause I'mma go get it
a bitch 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"}
This is for you rap stars feelin y'all
I'm the penitentiary's sick ward, illest ever
I ball in the hard
It's I'm acceptin bank cards the way that I take charge {"Put some money on it"}
Low tints on the CL, coupe
Only out of the cage all hell breaks loose
Focus - all my shooters veered off
The road to redemption, so no exemptions {"Put some money on it"}
When Joe is mentioned, the is pinchin
Got me in a mansion a gopher, Benson
If you said you rap you better that
we'll do is treat your head like a tab {"Put some money on it"}
The is fresh,
{?} is cobwebs
She look like a model then I probably wouldn't pop her
Dudes is my son, should be me poppa
I won't it, treatin me like a Focker! {"Put some money on it"}
Hip-Hop ain't dead, I been puttin the pulse in long ago (since)
I mean back when Ullman had her own show (uhh)
fire? Put Mouse on it
If I'm a liar go ahead {"Put some on it"}