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

They call me was the last 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 about money I don't wanna talk it

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

it in out of the concrete boots
In a a hundred ten
like a flute
Fresh off of
out the chute
Nigga for whatever
all about the loot

The of poverty
The looters of
Now denim on the leather
While 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
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 your chest heat
Givin you sideline bitter niggas
Till I rest in
the recipe
Your a bitch baby
you to sit next to me

Dub the bandana dangler
O T countin money with the hanky up

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

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

went last CD
sold a shitload of records
no or TV

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

The "W" was my star
My make niggas get down
Like barrels out of car

Im a nut for Cheese and T's
to big butt cheeks an weaves
Not a pop
But I'll pop they
A branch of the same as
Pac &
Jam Master Jay & Biggie
Iron on the
up the starch can
Sprayin my

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 pro (?) tied around the neezeck
Your future baby daddy I be
You aint never been with a like me
Baby slide me you
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 reason these keep security
I go hard gears and jump cars
Chuckin up the
Three wheelin in your yard

You is temporary
Facebook
I put on obituaries nigga