Luyện nghe bài hát See It In My Eyes

[Chorus -
You can see it in my
bout my G's
You can see it in my
bout my G's
You can see it in my
bout my G's
You can see it in my
You can see it in my

Money on the (always bout my G's)
on the rise (always bout my G's)
Money on the (always bout my G's)
You can see it my

[Verse 1 -
say I'm doing my thing boy is you awake or what
Ernest got the 450 looking like you can the truck
Forget working for people my power and paper up
Americas top model watch is a pretty face or what
I make a and sell it like its e-bay
You know I get my money back like its a
I drop a mixtape and they like its they b-day
diss jockin so I'ma call 'em dj's
Know 4 killas then trust that I know
Stay on ya turf and in dirt a 4 wheela
4reala now everybody's a gold
Beer 4 the paper I get so BITTER!
Like fat pat when I rap say "love it man"
Hakeem paper shout out to the motherland
Fat stacks that you can't fit inside a
Big straps one I can't fit inside my hand
Club for free the bartenders
Boys talkin noise like you gonna try to holla maaan
I army that be on to you before you can
You tryin to stand behind a bush like a

[Verse 2 -
You on the top gonna hate ya (hate ya)
You on the bottom they goin ya (break ya)
Thats why I'm always bout my
And it ain't no that my money's on the rise
I why you act like a faka (faka)
I know hatin's in ya nature (nature)
Thats why I'm bout my paper
And it ain't no surprise my money's on the rise
At paid-n-full even
He told me that I'm with ya
Even told me that when I lonely I ain't the only 1 in the picture
Haters don't shoot to miss ya so the shoe if it fits ya
They load up the tool to get ya throw it at you like plika, plika, plika
I know people don't me
They have some with homies then have some problems with family
But I don't ever fold it don't matter car they hand me
when I thought evil had me I looked up and won a grammy
Maannn!