Luyện nghe bài hát Money

Bustin' out the
A nigga jewelry real like a can opener
I went from rags to riches to a feature Tip
I went from Smart Car to a with some smart lips
And the F&N make my hip
I'm goin' fishin' these little bitty shrimp dips
And my roll got a big dip
She gon' bring it on a big
trill, no Quik Trip
I got in the alley, no tip there
She wanna have a good day
way more weed than a guy in L.A
I want them birds 'til May
Never let em fly
What!? I ay
what my nigga Tip say

If it about the money
Don't be blowin' me up, I ain't gettin' up
If it ain't the money
Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, wastin' my time
If it ain't the money
Nah I can't even hear what you say, I finna do shit
If it ain't the money
Bitch, you can miss me with it, nigga miss me with it

I'm 11, I'm packin' 11
I ride in a gator, my are Guiseppe
I'm like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
Pants out the store, they stuck with lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on bitches
When bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches

Ay you think we in the neighborhood for?
Standin' at the corner with a pocket full of dough
be damned if a nigga wipe a hood hoe
Learned that UGK back in "Pocket Full of Stones"
Put your money down I could book a four
You with it, I'ma send 'em through your car door
But while I flood the sick got prob' oh
I'm it for black and yellow, free Hardo
The honcho, nigga no Tonto, nigga
I'm quick to put some in a Bronco, nigga
Niggas talk shit, I don't respond to no nigga
No murder, no dough, no

If it ain't the money
be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up
If it about the money
Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my
If it about the money
Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do
If it ain't about the
Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me it

I'm 11, I'm packin' 11
I ride in a gator, my are Guiseppe
I'm slime like the reverend, I at the reverend
Pants out the grocery store, they stuck with
She try make the extras, I told on bitches
When it's bout time to pay bail on these bitches

Aye, what you think we in the neighborhood
Standin in the trap, slangin blow
Maybach used to that crack
Buy a stolen car he bang that AK
If you ever took a loss better bring back
witcha' betcha' heat will blow your brains bout that
Know you be, on your best behavior when addressing me
Because, bye-gones, we let em be
Niggas disrespect me, I'm a catch a
For real, if you listen I can get you
But not in shit you say

If it ain't about the
Don't be me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up
If it about the money
Ain't no use in you my line, stop wastin' my time
If it ain't about the
Nah I even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit
If it about the money
Bitch, you can me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it

I'm 11, I'm packin' 11
I in a gator, my shoes are Guiseppe
I'm like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
out the grocery store, they stuck with lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on these
it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches

Ay, what you we in the neighborhood for?
Standin' at the corner store with a pocket of dough
I'll be damned if a wife a hood ho
Learned that from UGK back in "Pocket of Stones" nigga