Luyện nghe bài hát Money A Do It

I come creeping through your hood with that gun on my waist
Tell me what's the procedure when that gun in face
We come for no talkin' we just out here gettin' money
Out here fucking these hoes my servin' them junkies
I got partners that smoke, I got that sniff
I got killers and goons, and they all with the
Send them boys to home, if you play with my chips
They gon' come in shoot them bullet shoot through them bricks
Come in shoot up your house, and spray up your whip
I need money my nigga, save them games for your
Catch you out on the town, then you shit outta
I don't play in Milwaukee, but I bout my buck, hold up

I see ya got haters, yeah money a do it
Shawty do some stands for some change, a money do it
If I a nigga dead, yeah money a do it
If I want it get it, I got money to do it

I see ya got some haters, yeah a do it
do some stands for some change, yeah a money do it
If I want a nigga dead, money a do it
If I it I'ma get it, I got money to do it

Take bitch home then I'm all up in that pussy
Old pimpin' she ain't fuckin' with no rookie
Juicy J be cooler a fan on a ho
Watch me take her out the club, and drop some on that ho (Bandz a make her dance)
Buy that bitch a bag, buy that some heels
I her caked up nigga that's a happy meal
of codeine in my Styrofoam cup
I can turn a church girl into a stone slut
Bad red bone, puttin' on the
No I'm not gon' her cuz she errbody ho
Fuckin' with broke niggas, so what is you thinkin'?
Need to get your mind right, bitch, and come get Franklins

I see ya got some haters, money a do it
Shawty do stands for some change, yeah a money do it
If I want a dead, yeah money a do it
If I want it get it, I got money to do it

I see ya got some haters, yeah a do it
Shawty do stands for some change, yeah a money do it
If I want a nigga dead, yeah a do it
If I want it I'ma get it, I got to do it

Fuck don't want to go to war
Got a AK and a snub
em up, he talkin' shit
With a ski on, and I'm poppin' shit
Kick in the door, and I leave 'em
With a aim so precise, two shots to the
One for the money, two for the
Lord forgive, but I mean what I
All in your house, and I'm for dope
'Cause I got to get or else no hope
And Juicy J throw with Taylors on the boat
Best believe a pimp nigga ain't broke
Ride in the car with a body in the
Three niggas deep, and we rollin' up a
to Mississippi, sweatin' off a pilly
Crazy as hell, you gotta kill me
You niggas don't, wanna die, chest out, and acting hard
Calico, and a 45, hollow tips, that pull
it G, my G
Or you could meet makers, body count stackin'
I was in Jamaica, alibis
I be flyin' by bitin' I'm flying high
Hatin' ass gotta die
If mad then I'ma let them try
I could kick a door, or I could a nigga
My niggas ridin' with me, and they yellin' let's crack a
North Memphis fool strapped up a tool
Police me over I'ma play it cool
I ain't to jail (No sir)
I and I run, that's how a nigga post bail