Luyện nghe bài hát Street Money

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

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

You know me, I stay up on my grind, working 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, street money

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 a hundred grams
Check the parking lot pimpin', cost a hundred grand

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

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

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

You know me, I stay up on my grind, working 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 street

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

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

'Cause they have it for when I step in the spot
Treat the like 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 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 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, street, that street money
That street money, that street, that money

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

Bitch is bad as can be, her fantasy
her panties at home 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 baby's be goin'
While bet he dippin', you know they got that
street money, that street, that street money
That money, that street, that street money

You me, I stay 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, street money