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 little Batman symbol things
Except got a lizard in it
Chamillitary, get it, ye-yeah!

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

I move from lobby to lobby and the shottie beside me
I bet that shottie go lollipop if you to rob me
No, probably a hottie, she tuggin on me like a dolly
Black Magic on my tires, she Mr. Miyagi the body - wax on, wax off
I'm a player, don't play so up above me
All this I'm makin, I bet ya say that you're hungry
Jenny Craig for my bread, my wallet lookin so
Got that cake, got that cream, the fat one say she love me
I'ma put the city on my back, I put it right back on my back
And it still say R.I.P. to that Pimp C on back of that
And I keep these broads goin crazy, talk so much smack on my
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 mean your money disappear
Ain't no women strippin here, no women 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 really want the dollar
I hope it's not your daughter, cause I'm probably not call her
Universal Republic, I'm the shot that's in your revolver
I'm reloading homie, the pistol 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 like solo
Shake off complainers and tell 'em you won't be rollin no mo'
Some want some in the ruler and his first said "You suck"
Musical chairs, see the chopper, gon' beat a goose, you
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 said he my confidence and how I wreck the beat
Talkin down in front of me, I you got some special teeth
I got my on the trigger, the fakeness about rest in peace
Actin like my publicist, I think I'm bout to press release
The mover, you the shaker, I'm the realest, you the
Chamillinators, fact then I'm back to haters
I promise I pull the baddest broad in stew to her
I'm true to paper and pretty ones glued to paper
Nah I got to love her, Texas I got ya covered
They tryna be all on the D so I'm to pull out the rubbers
Got a ghetto that I know that'll sock a soccer mother
And after that probably go to her house and sock her
I showed the how to attract the dollars bills
But I got some haters in the that want me to keep it real
Sayin that the kid commercial to get a deal
You a clown, to go do commercials for happy meals
ain't heard my voice in a minute so the ladies say they been gettin restless
Dallas, Fort Worth, San Antonio, Killeen, and Tyler Texas
Like Biggie said "Rub on your breasts", remove your clothes, you don't your dresses
A people say they the best but their words are not impressive
Lames know that I burn money, I'ma show you how to a stack
I'ma go hit the bank, then hit Harlem 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 appreciate it, you, thank you
I don't need no birthday though, I got enough cake
I'm on you boy, yeah, you know what it is,