Luyện nghe bài hát Street Money

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

You me, I walked up in the spot, the baby's be goin' crazy
niggas bet he dippin', you know they got that
That 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
hitting that 95, I'm out to get that
That street money, that street, street money
That street money, that street, that street

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

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

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

You know me, I walked up in the spot, the baby's be goin'
niggas 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 stay up on my grind, like working 9 to 5
hitting that 95, I'm out to get that
That street money, that street, street money
That street money, street, that street money

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

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

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

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

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 street
That street money, that street, that money

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

Bitch is bad as can be, this her
Left her at home standin' there thick as can be
R I C K R O S S, standin' there 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
That street money, that street, street money
That street money, that street, street money

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