Luyện nghe bài hát Wheres Your Money

Yo, all my that make money
ya motherfuckin' hands in the air
'Cuz all about the money
Money rules the
I take over all pussy money

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

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

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

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

Three the size of sasquatch
Plus whips that will 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 heads in the guest list
I'm on the spot a bottle of fresh Cris
Lay up on the table, arm around the best
all about the money

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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