Luyện nghe bài hát Wheres Your Money

Yo, all my that make money
Throw ya motherfuckin' in the air
'Cuz all about the money
Money the world
I over all pussy with money

All cars get over 'cuz of money, baby
All businesses, baby, all about the money
To all my niggaz that shots for money, right now
Bust shots, bust for the money, now

Where's money?
your money?
Where's money?
Throw ya motherfuckin' in the air
Where's money?

The Brooklyn king, your bitch to me is everything
me to Jersey, trapped off the parascene
Or Pitstop
You can't the picture or record this hip hop

My owl's are tryna crust up the
Dime in high heels and flip flops
playas with the Zenty's wristwatch
Outside of clubs is up in gridlock

Three bouncers the of sasquatch
whips that will make your eyes pop
Hot burns that faster than matches
Dirt is only out to Vicks

B-boys on the back on some rap
Fake industry sweatin' in the guest list
I'm on the spot with a bottle of Cris
Lay up on the table, arm around the best
It's all the money

Hey, I'm O.D.B., let me know your money
Next time you see me, let me know where's money
Baby, I just got home, let me know where's money
We got to feed these kids, baby, let me know where's money

In a fly tailor shit, cookin' a blunt
Got the parked crooked out in the front
Rowin', gun totin', Chiba niggaz we large
Caymen Island style, suckin' on Cohiba

The way we cake, you know I know it's makin' you sick
dough with diplomats from other countries and shit
Now let me show you why we walk a swagger
Money over flowin', spendin' like it don't even

Money do a lotta shit, money make me bread
But money take a nigga life, put a on they head
Think you than the dreads, snitches fight with the Feds
Keep it cool, I put all of the hype on the bed

Bitch, ever my cake got a little bigger
with JP Morgan, Merryl Lynch and them niggaz
Fuck it, call it you wanna call it, nigga, we sinners
Throw my at ten thousand dollar tables for dinners

Now it's a Busta Bus, now, nigga, let me know where's money
Every you see me, let me know where's your money
You can give me all your money, let me where's your money
When the first of the month, nigga
Let me know your money

For the carat D class to my middle finger
When I see my own reflection, diamond the mirror
Diamonds as cold as ice, frost like winter
Floss fitters, quarter four length chinchillas

You wish you knew the way, the quiet dough is a mystery
Niggaz bread longer than American History
Now peep the way we runnin' through y'all, it's
Fuck around get you with my 'Woo-Hah' money

Lay you down in the dirt, let me school dummies
Hit the with the work like crack heads, they love me
Shit to my cake disrespectful, bitch, holla
A lot of acres a pet alligator named Dollar

Bust it, y'all niggaz that I'm the most, so just stop it
I cop cribs and stash cake and keepin' money in
Niggaz smaller than a bar of Whatchamacallits
hungry like Sudan, when my paper stay brolic, listen

Hey, I'm O.D.B., let me where's your money
It's a Busta Bust now, nigga, let me know where's money
time you see me, let me know where's your money
'Fore I stick ya ass up, nigga, let me know your money