Luyện nghe bài hát Smell Like Money

Here I go, I go this that C5
Bitch I'm back, with that like panty lines
Asinine, I get like dandelions
Fuck hoes than advertise
They say Tune dead wrong
I say wrong, had to die
Pussy nigga don't keep it no more
Drug dealers changed but the high stay the
Prices go up but the high the same
Gotta watch for undercovers like in the rain
Chillin' in the with the lock on the door
Layin' on the couch the Glock on the floor
Within arm reach, security, breach
I just cut off the so I don't shoot my hoe
I eat so shrimp, I smoke so much 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 nigga we it
T roll that killer, weed up in the Swisher, and it as fat as a pig in a blanket
My BFF is Benjamin Franklin, cry for help we get 'em a hanky
Ain't nothing sweet but the shit that we drinkin', the bitches we bangin', the cinnamon
The pen is paining, is restraining
It is a shame but niggas is
Niggas is assholes, or enemas, get anal
Injury, time out, I just my mind out
But still I'm
Real gangsta shit it get
You talking money and guns, 2
I niggas from off of the plane I'm in
Oh my God, raining men
Said the to the anchorman
I send hella cash to the 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'
Cold hearted, to feel like I'm in Anchorage when I think of this
And rude awakenings get taken in fragrances

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

(2 Chainz)
Totin' double barrels in a and carriage
Ain't of nothing except God and marriage
the concrete grew a rose petal
If trapping was a sport, I'd have a medal
I steal her like Bettis
Call me Cosby, I might spike my own beverage
Parallel park in front of Neiman
He ain't fly nigga, like an ostrich
They say ain't nothing for free, but please free my
Might have a contest and give out free Versaces
Yea, lobster for an appetizer
Bad red give 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 rapid
stick 'em, I'm a victim of being a victim
Codeines, Xanax and
Prescriptions and pistols
Got clean with the crystals
Middle to the judicials
Fork and a pot is my
Had a with 2 sisters
I get and you kiss her
I don't never call and you her
I got gun except a missile
I attention to the minister
My silhouette is
child with trust issues
You couldn't a mile in my hoop shoes
Me and Tune 2 loose
2 in my box cut, my pop wouldn't even pop up
Last night I prayed to God and asked for him to make a drop
Polo tee and ice watch, moccasins socks
And I smell like money, I can count a hundred with the lights off

I say I smell like money, that's 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, his stank ass alone
'Cause bitch I smell money