Luyện nghe bài hát Shmoney Ain't A Problem (Money Ain't A Problem Remix)

They yellin', "Bobby put the down!"
A nigga money off of rap now
So I had to the trap down
In the studio, I like Uncle Sam now
Mama always I was a problem kid
Movin' work, I used to traffic where my live
And I even kept them ratchets at my crib
I had a 9, a 45 and a banana
Pull up on a nigga with a hundred
Ain't no out the car, we gon' run him down
I Monte, "Have him dead before the Sun is down"
I tell Fredricks, "Hit the club and bring a hundred out"
Bitch a out
Bitch a out
Bitch, money a problem
them gunners out, (Blaow)
Bring them out
money ain't a problem

Shawty, bust it open, bend it over, how ya
First they hit me up and I got up, made a mil'
And my don't swap it if that package ain't sealed
I ain't talkin' 'bout Beats, but my dog slangin' pills
The Pepsi and the Cola, crocs and the
Artist and promoter, pull the and the boat up
haan

Mr. Chow's when we chow
Bumping B.I.G. on the G5,
here, baby, lookie here
Money over everything, just how it is
Champagne everything, tears
Don't be of this money, baby, that's just how it is

Bitch, money a problem
Bitch, money a problem
ain't a problem
Bitch, ain't a problem
I got cash, if you a bad bitch, fuck me baby, baby
One time, one, one
Got a bad bitch in the back and she ride with me
You see me shinin'!
220 on the dash, but she me crazy, crazy
One time, one, one
Bitch, you know you gon' to the top if you ride with me

I'm ridin', I'm ridin', I'm ridin',
I was home sleep, that's my alibi
So I don't even know who let the fly
I just know if it's problems, down to ride
So 'em occupied, I slick 'em while your pocket's dry
When you sigh your deal, they know, boy
Tell 'em I'm GS9, Coke Boy
And 'em we brought guns for the smoke, boy
My nigga still get it by the boat, boy
Say that Shmoney a problem
We drop a bag on 'em, top
And for a Cuban link
My lil' nigga go and pop yah
I got shooters where you lack, I got on my back
I got hitters out of town, I'll 'em where you at
For a Rollie or a stack, they'll fly him off his
BLAT!

I got cash, if you a bad bitch, fuck me baby, baby
One time, one, one
Got a bad bitch in the back and she ride with me
You see me shinin'!
220 on the dash, but she me crazy, crazy
One time, one, one
Bitch, you you gon' ride to the top if you ride with me
Yo we money and we dancin'
Let's dance, on
Bitch, money a problem
Bitch, money ain't a
Money a problem
Bitch, ain't a problem

Forty auti' loaded, countin' paper, 12
Run up on you, blow it, that ain't nothin', I got
A nigga came up out that bottom, yeah I'm talkin' 'bout sewer
Went and caught a lick and then I dropped that on the
Bendin' corners in that 12 and brown until I hurl up
Model bitches on me down to suck me I curl up
Pussy nigga how you feel? Money on head
I that hundred dollar bill
Slump right your wheel

I got cash, if you a bad bitch, fuck me baby, baby
One time, one, one
Got a bad in the back seat and she ride with me
You see me shinin'!
220 on the dash, but she me crazy, crazy
One time, one, one
Bitch, you know you gon' ride to the top if you with me
Let's get this
Bitch, money ain't a
Bitch, ain't a problem
Money a problem
Bitch, ain't a problem