Luyện nghe bài hát The Profit

We money, man, I'll show you how to turn profit
In the hood, call me 'Joey, The Profit'
First you cop it, then you it, then you chop it
What the fuck, boy? Bitch ass niggaz, they can't us

We turn a profit, p-p-profit, the
We profit, p-p-profit, profit
Yeah, in the they call me 'Joey, The Profit'
If you listen close, my niggaz, you to see a profit

I'm New York's legend, the streets know me well
Stand in the of fire, it's gonna to be hell
You're dancin' wit the Devil, your last night
Picture me, Lil' Eazy E, pistol

L.A. County, got in Slawson
We get it back to Roxbury in Boston
The love me, see they named me Coca
We the Puerto Rican version of La Nostra

You can find me in the with my apron on
Somethin' like a chef, yeah, I get my on
Joey, the mayor, I get to the city
And I got 'em cheap, the whole hood could come me, nigga

We gettin' money, man, I'll show you how to profit
In the hood, they me 'Joey, The Profit'
you cop it, then you cook it, then you chop it
What the fuck, boy? ass niggaz, they can't stop us

We a profit, p-p-profit, the profit
We makin' profit, p-p-profit,
Yeah, in the hood they call me 'Joey, The
If you listen close, my niggaz, you to see a profit

I'm money, I'm the President Junior
And in the hood, call me 'Weezy, The Future'
And everybody that's around me shoot ya
And nigga, my band let 'em like twofers, yeah

Clap, I got 'em, I 'em, I got 'em
Cook, I got 'em, I 'em, I got 'em
And in the hood, they me 'Weezy, The Future'
If listen close, my nigga, you see the future

Young Wayne in the buildin', where your at?
Cook 'em up, 'em down, where the road at?
I'm strapped up, plenty bullets, nigga, hold
Now you steppin' out in led shower, where robe at?

I knock earth off, damn, where ya globe at?
Fuck the coach, I keep like Kobe
The money knows me then anybody
Bitch, I'm paid, about it

I'm sittin' in the wit the titties outted, the nipples chrome
Or that big black thing wit the slippers on that
on them bitches, get off dick, you soft pricks
I'm from New Orleans, homeless but don't

The sun even shines on dog
And dog, I've been hustlin' since the day I was
I walk in bitch like what it do
The money home, hatin', get your money on, nigga

We gettin' money, man, I'll you how to turn profit
In the hood, they call me 'Joey, The
First you cop it, then you cook it, you chop it
What the fuck, boy? Bitch ass niggaz, can't stop us

We a profit, p-p-profit, the profit
We makin' profit, p-p-profit,
Yeah, in the they call me 'Joey, The Profit'
If you listen close, my niggaz, you bound to see a

This All Star Weekend was off the chain
niggaz comin' off wit them chains
Put the devi to his chest, homey going die
Then his jaw dropped like Dynamite

Jack boy, I been since I'm a
My dad was sleepin', I was through his pockets
Oh yeah, you ready for war, then what's stoppin'
I hope you know them Bentley doors' not

And go bratatat just like them bullets dancin'
Come up short wit my dough, I'm 'bout to pull a
Take kids for ransom, yeah, it's payback
Next time I front you some birds, you better pay

What? Shit, I know nothin'
He might be the comin' up with assumptions
All I know is this nigga is about to meet God
If you don't bring me some ki's or me 50 large

We gettin' money, man, I'll you how to turn profit
In the hood, they call me 'Joey, The
First you cop it, then you cook it, then you it
What the fuck, boy? ass niggaz, they can't stop us

We a profit, p-p-profit, the profit
We makin' profit, p-p-profit,
Yeah, in the they call me 'Joey, The Profit'
If you close, my niggaz, you bound to see a profit

Profit, p-p-profit, the
Profit, p-p-profit, the
Profit, p-p-profit, the
Profit, p-p-profit, the

Yeah, it's Coca, baby, coke
Money Weezy, Terror era
Gotta be Novocaine on this shit ones
Yeah, nigga,