Luyện nghe bài hát Street Money

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We got them bottles poppin' soundin' like they gun
Got the models balkin', did it all one watch
I hit a lot markets, start 'em off one block
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 elaborate deals if you want status you

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

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

Take the good the bad, in the club blowin' your last
Ballin' like I violated, 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 panties at home standin' there as can be
R I C K R O S S, standin' there fresh
Gettin' pussy, hell yes, Ross,

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