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

They call me was the last name
in my lap doin 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 passion of a I got it
And if it aint about I don't wanna talk about it

Now lemme see your in the sky
And if you like money keep em up
up put your hands up
Show me what you all
Real nigga
Yeah that's what I'm talkin'

Getting' it in out of the concrete
In a coupe a ten
like a flute
Fresh off of
Straight out the
down for whatever
Still all about the

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

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

Load up my
Starter cap to the of me
You know I rep a "C"
Dub S to the of me
wasn't respectin' me
But im all up in your chest with
Givin you sideline bitter vasectomies
Till I rest in
Hustle the
Your niggas a bitch
you to sit next to me

Dub Cuda the dangler
O T countin money 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 ass needs me

went last CD
still sold a of records
no or TV

and Im stickin to the
on the concrete
While the door slams

The "W" was my star
My jams make niggas get
Like out of car windows

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

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

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

You is temporary
Gangstas
I put faces on obituaries