Luyện nghe bài hát That's What I'm Talking About

They call me was the last name
Money in my lap a buck in the fast lane
The passion of a I got it
And if it aint about money I don't wanna talk it

The of a husler I got it
And if it aint about money I wanna talk about it

Now see your fingers in the sky
And if you money keep em up high
up put your hands up
Show me what you all
Real shit
that's what I'm talkin' bout

Getting' it in out of the concrete
In a a hundred ten
Blowin a flute
Fresh off of
out the chute
Nigga down for
Still all about the

The property of
The of youth
Now it's on the leather
While the roof

The hog on the hog
With the "D's" on the
And you can blame it on the
The weed and the look.

Load up my
cap to the left of me
You know I rep a "C"
Dub S to the of me
Motherfuckers respectin' me
But im all up in your chest with
you sideline bitter niggas vasectomies
Till I in peace
Hustle the
Your niggas a baby
you need to sit to me

Dub Cuda the bandana
O T countin dirty with the hanky up

(?) you
the (?) off you
Comin again
Gimme something to too

I can't see
For all of my
Who wear tight jeans
up they ass me

went independent CD
sold a shitload of records
no or TV

and Im stickin to the
Chucks on the
While the Cadillac slams

The "W" was my symbol
My jams make get down
barrels out of car windows

Im a nut for and chuck T's
to big butt cheeks an weaves
Not a pop
But I'll pop heezee
A branch of the tree as
Pac &
Bumpin Jam Jay & Biggie
Iron on the
Shakin up the can
Sprayin my

Now who nigga quick to shoot it
Cap at the
The closest to the to do it
Me
The D in this rap shit im a vet
In a blue pro (?) tied the neezeck
Your baby daddy I might be
You aint never with a nigga like me
slide me you number
Ill call you this weekend
I can't now
I'm on my way to rob the man

Love by a few by majurity
Im the reason these keep security
I go hard kick gears and cars
up the hood
Three wheelin in your yard

You niggas is
Facebook
I put on obituaries nigga