Luyện nghe bài hát Top Down Money Up

Yeeeeaaah, up in the sky
It's not a bird, not a plane
It's one of them little Batman symbol
Except got a lizard in it
Chamillitary, get it, ye-yeah!

Top down, money up, gotta stay on the (grind)
Top down, money up, gotta stay on the (grind)
Top down, money up, gotta on the grind (grind)
stay on the grind homie, gotta stay on the grind homie (for real)
Top down, money up, gotta stay on the (grind)
Top down, up, gotta stay on the grind (grind)
Top down, money up, gotta on the grind (grind)
stay on the grind (grind), gotta go and get mine homie

I from lobby to lobby and the shottie ridin beside me
I bet shottie go lollipop if you tryin to rob me
No, probably a hottie, she tuggin on me like a dolly
Black on my tires, while she Mr. Miyagi the body - wax on, wax off
I'm a player, don't play so play up me
All this vegetation I'm makin, I bet ya say that you're
Craig for my bread, my wallet lookin so pudgy
Got that cake, got that cream, the fat one say that she me
I'ma put the city on my back, I mean put it back on my back
And it still say R.I.P. to that Pimp C on of that 'Llac
And I keep these broads crazy, talk so much smack on my tracks
I'm a mack/Mac like your laptop so tell 'em that on iChat
Uh, you should mind your here, you should mind your bidness dear
All this money I'ma get this year, that your money gon' disappear
Ain't no women strippin here, ain't no strippin here?
Wait till see my whip appear, that's what I call whip appeal
It's the O-baller, I know she tryna holler
Roll her number on a dollar but I just want the dollar
I hope it's not daughter, cause I'm probably not gon' call her
Universal Republic, yeah I'm the shot in your revolver
Yeah I'm reloading homie, the holder's on me
And you know I'm talkin to you know who you know you're phoney
It's lonely at the top but I ridin solo
Shake off complainers and 'em that you won't be rollin no mo'
Some some in the ruler and his first statement said "You suck"
Musical chairs, see the chopper, beat a goose, you duck
used to be screwed up but you ain't us, you can't fool us
Got a problem with When, where, how, who, what?
He said he hate my and how I wreck the beat
Talkin down in front of me, I hope you got special teeth
I got my hand on the trigger, the fakeness rest in peace
Actin just like my publicist, I think I'm to press release
The mover, you the shaker, I'm the realest, you the
Chamillinators, then I'm back to rebuking haters
I promise I pull the baddest broad in to bake her
I'm to paper and pretty ones always glued to paper
Nah I ain't got to love her, I got ya covered
They be all on the D so I'm bout to pull out the rubbers
Got a ghetto chick that I that'll sock a soccer mother
And after that probably go to her house and her mother
I showed the underground how to the dollars bills
But I got haters in the city that want me to keep it real
Sayin the kid went commercial to get a deal
You a clown, need to go do commercials for meals
They heard my voice in a minute so the ladies say they been gettin restless
Dallas, Worth, San Antonio, Killeen, Austin and Tyler Texas
Like Biggie said "Rub on your breasts", remove your clothes, you don't need dresses
A lotta people say they the best but their words are not
know that I burn money, I'ma show you how to melt a stack
First I'ma go hit the bank, then hit Nights after that
They know been on the grind in every city that's on the map
down at the welcome mat and noticed it said "Welcome back"

Ho, all this applause for me? I it, thank you, thank you
I don't need no birthday cake though, I got enough
I'm on you boy, yeah, you what it is, Koopa