Luyện nghe bài hát Street Money

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

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

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

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

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

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, that street
That street money, 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, street, that street money
That money, that street, that street money

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

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

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

You me, I walked 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 street money, that street, that street

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

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

is bad as can be, this her fantasy
Left her at home standin' there 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 be goin' crazy
While bet he dippin', you know they got that
That street money, street, that street money
That street money, that street, street money

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