Luyện nghe bài hát Cash Over

Whassup Cube
I got bitch ass nigga right here
Y'know, fuckin' this tramp ass bitch
her before the scrill' all the time, ya knowhatI'msayin?

Man I got this transcripts, and every mother fuckin' thang
this bitch all my mother fuckin' business
Puttin ass over cash
Nigga fuck that, Westside

Be you fuckin' peon, got the Don furious
on the phone got the Federal curious
I'm serious! I don't give a fuck he is
Snatch him out the factory, his ass back to me
How the fuck you I got the name Bossalini?
(Punk)

God Rap Genie, you can't see me
Up in game ever since you was a lame
Y'all at my school, nigga I rule
You never make me holla, smokin' on a fifteen
From the water, watch your daughter

She might catch the Holy Ghost from this rap
you vermin', smokin' Sherman
I'm somethin' German
(Bitch)

Money earnin' makin' mo'
(Ching ching)
Enemies look so funny, with clothes bummy
need no honey, that's right
'Cause I'm with my big head, fuck what my dick said

We puttin' cash over ass, and every day
Go on let the play
(The hustlers we some money motherfuckers)
(I know that you us)

We cash over ass, each and every day
Go on let the players
(The we some money makin' motherfuckers)
(I know that you us)

Now who's that nigga got these bitches silly?
(Me)
I'm the Big for rilly, the real dilly
You can ask Phillie I got a year's supply
(Yup)

You want to die, don't get the lye
After up at Griffith Park
Shallow grave for the mark check his
The game about to start big thangs automatic Pu
(Automatic)

your mind off them bitches, eyes on your riches
If it give it stitches
If it or switches, fuck and take pictures, now
I'm in a two-point zone, and I'm still bumpin'
Call me in the clutch, ain't lost my

Nigga what? On the
If I it in the video, bitch, I can drive it home
Tight as a
(Tight)
You got to get own, baby get on, now

We puttin' cash over ass, each and every day
Go on let the play
(The we some money makin' motherfuckers)
(I that you love us)

We puttin' over ass, each and every day
Go on let the players
(The hustlers we some makin' motherfuckers)
(I know that you us)

Get ass up and go to work, 'cause you know
On payday, nigga that shit hurt
Fuckin' a skirt instead of handlin' your bizness
Rich dude, now you got to make wishes

I'm suspicious, of any motherfucker puttin' fuck over
'Specially fuckin' up my
I'm the boss, I can be
But you'll never see her and me, over

Givin' you the third degree, you got
Too broke bitches and you like bankin' for a penny
Stop fuckin' on them dum
Find one with some ass and income

Who wanna win? Who wanna
Who wanna make, twenty-five
(Me)
Ice Cube the great rhymes like weight

We cash over ass, each and every goddamn day
Go on let the play
(The hustlers we money makin' motherfuckers)
(I that you love us)
(Fuck)

We puttin' over ass, each and every day
Go ahead let the play
(The hustlers we some makin' motherfuckers)
(I that you love us)

We puttin' over ass, each and every day
Go on let the play
(The we some money makin' motherfuckers)
(I know, I know you love us)

We puttin' cash over ass, each and day
Go on let the players
(The we some money makin' motherfuckers)
(I know you love us)

Never put that hoe, in of that dough nigga
For
(Never fuck a nigga)
For what? She ain't gon' you
If you ain't got no dough
(Bitch with me got to be workin')
(Gettin' yaknahmsayin?)
Gotta come up, scrilla y'all
(Never ass over nigga)
scrilla y'all
(We greedy)

Cha
(She can get CD's, push some keys)
Cha
(Ha ha ha, make the bitches they titties)
Cha ching, cha
(Over my knee)
Cha-ching,
(Never ass cash)
Never ass over