Luyện nghe bài hát Same Year

Yeah we gon call this stadium music, ya
I think how,
appropriate
30 you a fool for one

Money don't you real no
Money don't make a nigga
I was real as fuck when I have shit (yeah yeah)
I ain't took a loss since my
Vick was for the Falcons (yeah yeah)
When I me a spot to hide it
I would stash the in the mattress (woo oooh)
And I ain't start until I jumped off the porch felt like I was fast
I lost my freedom and grandma the same year (the year)
I got back out, made a million the year (same year)
My record like that gun boy pistol clean (fa-fa-fa)
Can't mix wit yo business ain't no in between

Ain't no in between when we baby
(Ain't no in between)
I hit dance moves in that pussy I'm Usher Raymond
(Like I'm baby)
Bitch grab on my chain, scream Rich Baby
(Rich baby)
is cheap so we have million dollar conversations
Police tried to me cause I swerve
I done on the drink
Got a nigga slurrin' his words
They understand anything I say
Got some niggas on the work
Waitin for me to put thangs in motion
stuck on the money
Tunnel vision gotta stay
When I was locked in I had a motive
Get the never go broke
Gotta start livin' by quote
Since then I made the most
then I done had to prove it
Hater wrong they I couldn't do it
Give it all gas and I near bust the motor (that right too)

don't make you real no
Money make a nigga real
I was real as fuck when I ain't shit (yeah yeah)
I ain't took a loss since my
Vick was for the Falcons (yeah yeah)
When I needed me a spot to it
I would stash the in the mattress (woo oooh)
And I ain't start until I jumped off the porch like I was fast yeah
I lost my freedom and grandma the year (the same year)
I got back out, made a million the same (same year)
My record like that gun boy pistol clean (fa-fa-fa)
Can't mix feelings wit yo business no in between

man business man, paper,
I never late goin' to work
Simon says that boy the work
Neighborhood played the curb
Broke as hell only fifteen, make it work by the first
Hit the friday let's ball,
Bitch you it ain't nun for me to splurge
I bought the shit when all on
Stayed I had to wait my turn
I lost a shipment through the mail,
after that a what I learned
Nothing everything earned
My patna on me, yeah he turned
Big money and now I'm cool
you couldn't a mile in my shoes

Money make you real no
Money make a nigga real
I was as fuck when I ain't have shit (yeah yeah)
I ain't took a loss since my
Vick was for the Falcons (yeah yeah)
I needed me a spot to hide it
I stash the shit in the mattress (woo oooh)
And I ain't start until I off the porch felt like I was fast yeah
I lost my freedom and grandma the year (the same year)
I got back out, made a the same year (same year)
My record like gun boy that pistol clean (fa-fa-fa)
mix feelings wit yo business ain't no in between