Luyện nghe bài hát Smell Like Money

Here I go, here I go this C5
Bitch I'm back, with that like panty lines
Asinine, I get blow dandelions
Fuck more hoes advertise
They say Tune you're wrong
I say wrong, had to die
Pussy nigga don't it real no more
Drug dealers changed but the high stay the
Prices go up but the stay the same
Gotta watch for undercovers crying in the rain
Chillin' in the crib with the lock on the
Layin' on the couch the Glock on the floor
arm reach, security, alarm breach
I cut off the lights so I don't shoot my hoe
I eat so much shrimp, I smoke so hemp
The too small, it feel like 4 walls
You see I got holes in
My chances are cold cut thin, but I still took 'em and we made it
T roll killer, weed up in the Swisher, and make it as fat as a pig in a blanket
My BFF is Franklin, they cry for help we get 'em a hanky
Ain't nothing sweet but the shit that we drinkin', the bitches we bangin', the danish
The pen is paining, is restraining
It is a shame but niggas is
Niggas is assholes, or enemas, finna get
Injury, time out, I blew my mind out
But I'm maintaining
gangsta shit it get dangerous
You talking money and guns, 2
I throw from off of the plane I'm in
Oh my God, raining men
the weatherman to the anchorman
I hella cash to the bank I'm with
What you do it for if it for this
I watch my step so much, I'm starting to like my ankles' wrist
Cold hearted, starting to feel like I'm in Anchorage I think of this
And rude awakenings get taken in fragrances

Bitch I smell money, dope and cologne
I say bitch I smell money, that's that dope and cologne
And if he ain't getting money, don't him, leave his broke ass alone
I say if he ain't getting money, leave his ass alone
'Cause I smell like money, I smell like money
you this rich they call it wealthy
Shit they gotta it somethin'
I done got too rich for stuntin' (Damn)
But not for thuggin.'
That's right bitch I smell money, money
You me coming

(2 Chainz)
Totin' double barrels in a and carriage
Ain't scared of except God and marriage
Through the concrete grew a rose
If trapping was a sport, I'd have a gold
I steal her like Jerome
me Trill Cosby, I might spike my own beverage
Parallel park in front of Neiman
He ain't fly nigga, like an ostrich
They say nothing for free, but please free my partnas
Might have a swag contest and give out free
Yea, lobster for an appetizer
Bad red bitch give me a
I'm in my Rolls Royce because it's and wiser
And don't get in the way, my nig this fire
Brrr stick 'em, I'm a victim of being a
Codeines, Xanax and
Prescriptions and couple
Got clean molly with the
Middle finger to the
and a pot is my utensils
Had a with 2 sisters
I get head and you her
I don't never and you miss her
I got gun except a missile
I paid to the minister
My silhouette is
Only child trust issues
You couldn't walk a in my hoop shoes
Me and Tune 2 loose
2 parts in my box cut, my pop even pop up
night I prayed to God and asked for him to make a drop truck
Polo tee and ice watch, without socks
And I smell like money, I can count a hundred with the lights off

I say bitch I smell like money, that's that dope and
And if he ain't getting money, don't love him, leave his ass alone
I say if he ain't getting money, his stank ass alone
'Cause bitch I smell like