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

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

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

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

Getting' it in out of the concrete
In a coupe a ten
Blowin like a
off of lockdown
Straight out the
Nigga for whatever
Still all about the

The of poverty
The of youth
Now it's on the leather
removing the roof

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 when 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 niggas
Till I rest in
Hustle the
Your a bitch baby
you need to sit to me

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

(?) you
the (?) off you
Comin please
Gimme to walk too

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

went independent CD
still a shitload 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 niggas get
Like out of car windows

Im a nut for Cheese and T's
Addicted to big butt an weaves
Not a pop
But I'll pop heezee
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 Fisher in rap shit im a vet
In a blue pro (?) tied around the
Your baby daddy I might be
You aint never with a nigga like me
Baby me you number
Ill you later this weekend
I talk now
I'm on my way to rob the man

by a few hated by majurity
Im the reason these rappers security
I go hard gears and jump cars
up the hood
Three wheelin in your front

You is temporary
Gangstas
I put on obituaries nigga