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 passion of a I got it
And if it about money I don't wanna talk about it

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

Getting' it in out of the concrete
In a coupe a ten
Blowin a flute
off of lockdown
Straight out the
down for whatever
Still all the loot

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

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

Load up my
Starter cap to the of me
You know I rep a "C"
Dub S to the of me
Motherfuckers respectin' me
But im all up in your chest heat
Givin you sideline bitter niggas
Till I rest in
Hustle the
Your niggas a bitch
you need to sit to me

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

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

I leave see
For all of my
Who don't wear tight
up they ass me

went last CD
still sold a of records
no or TV

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

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

Im a nut for and chuck T's
Addicted to big butt an weaves
Not a pop
But I'll pop they
A of the same tree as
Pac &
Bumpin Jam Master Jay &
on the stove
Shakin up the can
my Dickies

Now who that nigga to shoot it
Cap at the
The to the streets to do it
Me
The D in this rap shit im a vet
In a blue pro (?) tied around the
future baby daddy I might be
You aint never been a nigga like me
slide me you number
Ill you later this weekend
I talk now
I'm on my way to rob the man

Love by a few hated by
Im the reason these keep security
I go hard kick and jump cars
Chuckin up the
Three in your front yard

You is temporary
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