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 money I don't talk about it

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

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

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

The property of
The looters of
Now denim on the leather
removing 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
wasn't respectin' me
But im all up in your chest heat
Givin you bitter niggas vasectomies
I rest in peace
Hustle the
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 please
Gimme to walk too

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

went independent CD
still sold a shitload of
no or TV

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

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

Im a nut for Cheese and T's
Addicted to big cheeks an weaves
Not a pop
But I'll pop they
A of the same tree as
Pac &
Jam Master 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
Baby me you number
Ill call you later this
I can't now
I'm on my way to rob the man

Love by a few hated by
Im the reason these rappers security
I go hard kick gears and jump
up the hood
Three wheelin in front yard

You is temporary
Gangstas
I put on obituaries nigga