Luyện nghe bài hát Street Money

Yeah, good looking E-Class, I needed that,
What? Trilla, realer to niggas

You me, I walked up in the spot, the baby's be goin' crazy
While niggas bet he dippin', you they got that
street money, that street, that street money
That street money, that street, that money

You know me, I stay up on my grind, working that 9 to 5
Plus that 95, I'm out to get that
That street money, street, that street money
street money, that street, that street money

I started flat broke, now I'm poppin' bands
I I'm the shit, I done ate a ton of spam
If the club poppin', Ima a hundred grams
the parking lot pimpin', whip cost a hundred grand

I'm in with shades, I got a thousand pairs
So that's free game for all you airs
It's funny D's will smell sweet
All these niggas think they sell on Canal Street

I'm sittin' feet, fuck, can you tell me
I let the 12's beat, on Elm Street'
So fall asleep 'cause my life a dream
And they ain't gotta speak, they I'm spittin' cheese

You me, I walked up in the spot, the baby's be goin' crazy
While niggas bet he dippin', you know got that
That money, that street, that street money
street money, that street, that street money

You know me, I up on my grind, like working that 9 to 5
Plus hitting that 95, I'm out to get
That street money, street, that street money
That street money, that street, that street

We got them bottles poppin' like they gun shots
Got the models balkin', did it all with one
I hit a lot markets, start 'em off with one
People the product, so my people come to shop

My uncle, 65, he sellin' dope
He claim he petrified, the of goin' broke
It's them Caddy Seville's, went from to pills
To deals if you want status you kill

'Cause have it for real when I step in the spot
Treat the like the charts, I go straight to the top
They cost a stack, so step on the shoes
And ya know I'm strapped, I'ma by the rules

You know me, I walked up in the spot, the be goin' crazy
While bet he dippin', you know they got that
That money, that street, that street money
That money, that street, that street money

You know me, I up on my grind, like working that 9 to 5
Plus that 95, I'm out to get that
street money, that street, that street money
That street money, that street, street money

Take the good with the bad, in the blowin' your last
Ballin' like I violated, keep me hydrated
up in skyscrapers, parachute to prevail
Pistol like a paratrooper, tell 'em it easy

Bitch is bad as can be, her fantasy
Left her panties at home standin' thick as can be
R I C K R O S S, there dressed fresh
Gettin' pussy, yes, Ross, Ross

You know me, I walked up in the spot, the baby's be goin'
While niggas bet he dippin', you know they got
street money, that street, that street money
That street money, street, that street money

You know me, I stay up on my grind, like that 9 to 5
Plus hitting that 95, I'm out to get
That street money, that street, that money
street money, that street, that street money