Luyện nghe bài hát Top Down Money Up

Yeeeeaaah, up in the sky
It's not a bird, not a plane
one of them 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, up, gotta stay on the grind (grind)
Top down, money up, gotta stay on the (grind)
Gotta stay on the grind homie, gotta stay on the grind (for real)
Top down, up, gotta stay on the grind (grind)
Top down, money up, stay on the grind (grind)
Top down, money up, stay on the grind (grind)
Gotta on the grind (grind), gotta go and get mine homie

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 probably a hottie, she tuggin on me a dolly
Magic on my tires, while she Mr. Miyagi the body - wax on, wax off
I'm a player, don't so play up above me
All this vegetation I'm makin, I bet ya say that you're
Jenny for my bread, my wallet lookin so pudgy
Got cake, got that cream, the fat one say that she love me
I'ma put the city on my back, I mean put it back on my back
And it say R.I.P. to that Pimp C on back of that 'Llac
And I keep broads goin 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 bidness here, you should your bidness dear
All money I'ma get this year, that mean your money gon' disappear
Ain't no women here, ain't no women strippin here?
Wait till they see my whip appear, that's I call whip appeal
the Barack O-baller, I know she tryna holler
Roll her number on a dollar but I really just want the
I hope it's not your daughter, cause I'm probably not gon' her
Universal Republic, I'm the shot that's in your revolver
Yeah I'm homie, the pistol holder's on me
And you know I'm talkin to you know who cause you 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 statement said "You suck"
Musical chairs, see the chopper, gon' a goose, you duck
Texas used to be screwed up but you ain't us, you fool us
Got a problem with Koopa? When, where, how, who,
He said he hate my confidence and how I wreck the
Talkin down in of me, I hope you got some special teeth
I got my hand on the trigger, the fakeness 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 I'm back to rebuking haters
I promise I the baddest broad in stew to bake her
I'm true to paper and ones always glued to paper
Nah I ain't got to love her, Texas I got ya
They tryna be all on the D so I'm to pull out the rubbers
Got a ghetto chick that I know that'll a soccer mother
And after that probably go to her house and her mother
I showed the how to attract the dollars bills
But I got some haters in the city that want me to it real
that the kid went commercial to get a deal
You a clown, need to go do commercials for meals
They ain't heard my in a minute so the ladies say they been gettin restless
Dallas, Fort Worth, San Antonio, Killeen, Austin and Texas
Like Biggie said "Rub on your breasts", remove your clothes, you don't need your
A lotta people say they the but their words are not impressive
Lames know that I burn money, I'ma you how to melt a stack
First go hit the bank, then hit Harlem Nights after that
know 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 for me? I appreciate it, thank you, thank you
I need no birthday cake though, I got enough cake
I'm on you boy, yeah, you what it is, Koopa