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

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

The of a husler I got it
And if it aint money I don't wanna talk about it

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

Getting' it in out of the boots
In a coupe a ten
Blowin like a
off of lockdown
Straight out the
Nigga down for
all about the loot

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

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

Load up my
cap to the left of me
You when I rep a "C"
Dub S to the of me
wasn't respectin' me
But im all up in chest with heat
Givin you bitter niggas vasectomies
Till I rest in
the recipe
Your niggas a bitch
you to sit next 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 leave see
For all of my
Who don't wear tight
up they ass me

went independent CD
still sold a of records
no or TV

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

The "W" was my symbol
My jams niggas get down
Like out of car windows

Im a nut for Cheese and T's
Addicted to big cheeks an weaves
Not a pop
But I'll pop heezee
A branch of the same as
Pac &
Bumpin Jam Master Jay &
on the stove
Shakin up the can
Sprayin my

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 blue pro (?) tied the neezeck
Your future baby I might be
You aint never been a nigga like me
Baby 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 hated by
Im the these rappers keep security
I go hard kick gears and jump
Chuckin up the
Three in your front yard

You is temporary
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I put on obituaries nigga