Luyện nghe bài hát Top Down Money Up

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

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

I move from to lobby and the shottie ridin beside me
I bet that shottie go if you tryin to rob me
No, that's probably a hottie, she tuggin on me like a
Magic on my tires, while she Mr. Miyagi the body - wax on, wax off
I'm a player, play so play up above me
All this vegetation I'm makin, I bet ya say you're hungry
Jenny Craig for my bread, my wallet lookin so
Got that cake, got that cream, the fat one say that she me
I'ma put the on my back, I mean put it right 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
Because I'm a mack/Mac your laptop so tell 'em that on iChat
Uh, you should mind your bidness here, you should mind your bidness
All money I'ma get this year, that mean your money gon' disappear
no women strippin here, ain't no women strippin here?
Wait till they see my whip appear, that's I call whip appeal
It's the Barack O-baller, I know she holler
her number on a dollar but I really just want the dollar
I hope it's not your daughter, cause I'm not gon' call her
Universal Republic, yeah I'm the that's in your revolver
Yeah I'm homie, the pistol holder's on me
And you know I'm talkin to you who cause you know you're phoney
lonely at the top but I like ridin solo
Shake off complainers and tell 'em that you won't be no mo'
Some want some in the ruler and his first statement "You suck"
Musical chairs, see the chopper, gon' a goose, you duck
Texas to be screwed up but you ain't us, you can't fool us
Got a problem with Koopa? When, where, how, who,
He he hate my confidence and how I wreck the beat
Talkin down in front of me, I hope you got some special
I got my hand on the trigger, the fakeness about rest in
Actin just like my publicist, I think I'm to press release
The mover, you the shaker, I'm the realest, you the
Chamillinators, fact then I'm back to rebuking
I promise I pull the baddest broad in to bake her
I'm true to paper and pretty ones 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 know that'll a soccer mother
And after that go to her house and sock her mother
I showed the underground how to the dollars bills
But I got some haters in the that want me to keep it real
Sayin that the kid went commercial to get a
You a clown, to go do commercials for happy meals
They ain't heard my voice in a minute so the ladies say they been gettin
Dallas, Fort Worth, San Antonio, Killeen, and Tyler Texas
Like Biggie "Rub on your breasts", remove your clothes, you don't need your dresses
A lotta say they the best but their words are not impressive
Lames know that I burn money, I'ma show you how to a stack
First go hit the bank, then hit Harlem Nights after that
They know I've been on the grind in every that's on the map
Looked down at the welcome mat and it said "Welcome back"

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