Luyện nghe bài hát Smell Like Money

Here I go, I go this that C5
I'm back, with that crack like panty lines
Asinine, I get blow like
Fuck hoes than advertise
say Tune you're dead wrong
I say wrong, had to die
Pussy nigga don't keep it no more
Drug dealers changed but the stay the same
Prices go up but the stay the same
Gotta watch for like crying in the rain
Chillin' in the crib the lock on the door
on the couch with the Glock on the floor
Within arm reach, security, alarm
I just cut off the lights so I shoot my hoe
I eat so much shrimp, I smoke so hemp
The world too small, it feel 4 walls
You see I got holes in
My chances are cold cut thin, but I still took 'em and we made it
T that killer, weed up in the Swisher, and make it as fat as a pig in a blanket
My BFF is Benjamin Franklin, they cry for help we get 'em a
Ain't sweet but the shit that we drinkin', the bitches we bangin', the cinnamon danish
The pen is paining, is restraining
It is a shame but is shameless
is assholes, or enemas, finna get anal
Injury, time out, I just blew my out
But still I'm
Real gangsta shit it get
You money and guns, 2 languages
I throw from off of the plane I'm in
Oh my God, it's men
Said the to the anchorman
I send hella to the bank I'm with
What you do it for if it ain't for
I watch my step so much, I'm starting to feel like my ankles'
hearted, starting to feel like I'm in Anchorage when I think of this
And awakenings get taken in like fragrances

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

(2 Chainz)
Totin' double barrels in a and carriage
Ain't scared of except God and marriage
the concrete grew a rose petal
If trapping was a sport, I'd a gold medal
I steal her like Jerome
Call me Cosby, I might spike my own beverage
park in front of Neiman Marcus
He never fly nigga, like an ostrich
They say ain't nothing for free, but please free my
Might have a swag and give out free Versaces
Yea, lobster rolls for an
Bad red bitch me a lap-etizer
I'm in my Rolls Royce because it's black and
And don't get in the way, my nig this fire
stick 'em, I'm a victim of being a victim
Codeines, and liquor
Prescriptions and couple
Got clean molly the crystals
Middle to the judicials
and a pot is my utensils
Had a threesome 2 sisters
I get and you kiss her
I don't never call and you her
I got every gun a missile
I attention to the minister
My is sinister
Only with trust issues
You couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
Me and 2 loose screws
2 parts in my box cut, my pop wouldn't pop up
Last night I prayed to God and for him to make a drop truck
Polo tee and ice watch, moccasins without
And I smell like money, I can count a hundred thousand with the off

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