Luyện nghe bài hát Street Money

Yeah, good E-Class, I needed that, nigga
What? Trilla, realer to fuck

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

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

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

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

I'm twelve feet, fuck, can you tell me
I let the 12's beat, on Elm Street'
So don't fall 'cause my life a dream
And they ain't speak, they know 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 they got
street money, that street, that street money
That money, that street, that street money

You know me, I stay up on my grind, like 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, that street

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

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

'Cause they have it for real I step in the spot
Treat the club the charts, I go straight to the top
They cost a stack, so don't step on the
And ya know I'm strapped, play by the rules

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

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

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

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

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

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