Luyện nghe bài hát Wheres Your Money

Yo, all my bitches that money
ya motherfuckin' hands in the air
'Cuz it's all the money
rules the world
I take over all pussy with

All cars get tooken over of money, baby
All businesses, baby, it's all about the
To all my niggaz bustin' shots for money, right now
shots, bust shots for the money, now

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

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

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

Three bouncers the size of
Plus that will make your eyes pop
Hot burns that burn faster than
Dirt is out to catch Vicks

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

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

In a fly tailor made shit, a blunt
Got the Phantom crooked out in the front
Rowin', gun totin', Sonny Chiba we large
Caymen style, suckin' on Cohiba cigars

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

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

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

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

For the D class next to my middle finger
When I see my own reflection, frost the mirror
Diamonds as cold as ice, frost bite winter
Floss fitters, three quarter four length

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

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

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

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