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 things
it's got a lizard in it
Chamillitary, get it, ye-yeah!

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

I move from lobby to and the shottie ridin beside me
I bet shottie go lollipop if you tryin to rob me
No, that's a hottie, she tuggin on me like a dolly
Black Magic on my tires, while she Mr. the body - wax on, wax off
I'm a player, play so play up above me
All this I'm makin, I bet ya say that you're hungry
Craig for my bread, my wallet lookin so pudgy
Got that cake, got that cream, the fat one say she love 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 goin crazy, 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 bidness here, you should mind your bidness
All money I'ma get this year, that mean your money gon' disappear
Ain't no women strippin here, no women strippin here?
Wait till they see my whip appear, that's what I whip appeal
It's the Barack O-baller, I know she holler
Roll her number on a dollar but I really just want the
I hope not your daughter, cause I'm probably not gon' call her
Universal Republic, yeah I'm the shot that's in revolver
I'm reloading 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 'em that you won't be rollin no mo'
Some want some in the and his first statement said "You suck"
Musical chairs, see the chopper, gon' a goose, you duck
Texas used to be 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 special teeth
I got my hand on the trigger, the fakeness about rest in
Actin just like my publicist, I I'm bout 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 stew to her
I'm true to and pretty ones always glued to paper
Nah I ain't got to love her, Texas I got ya
tryna be all on the D so I'm bout to pull out the rubbers
Got a ghetto chick I know that'll sock a soccer mother
And after that probably go to her and sock her mother
I showed the underground how to attract the bills
But I got some haters in the city that want me to keep it
Sayin the kid went commercial to get a deal
You a clown, need to go do for happy meals
They ain't heard my voice in a minute so the ladies say they been restless
Dallas, Fort Worth, San Antonio, Killeen, Austin and Tyler
Like Biggie said "Rub on your breasts", remove your clothes, you need your dresses
A lotta people say they the but their words are not impressive
know that I burn money, I'ma show you how to melt a stack
First I'ma go hit the bank, then hit Harlem Nights that
They I've been on the grind in every city that's on the map
Looked down at the welcome mat and it said "Welcome back"

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