Luyện nghe bài hát Bout My Money

Let's see, what to do
Fuck I'm goin to get my money
This one in a memory
thug nigga
Hollywood
I did this one in that name
Hollywood nigga, remember that mutha fuckin name
This bout mutha fuckin money

To for cocaine and get a nigga killed
And a banana peel will get his hide flipped
He's bringin to the life of his home boy's
You can see the moon, but don't let him go boy
my money, we goin to bump heads and it wont be long
That's why I got two choppers, one for the car, and one for the
Got extra for when they hold on
Nextel, instead of these dial
And quarter game for old tapped ass cell phones
And new back bone for my new dread
You aint been outta jail long, but nigga you dead
Bout my money, nigga you shouldn't a wit it
goin to remember the day when this A.K hit ya

Bout my
shit there aint nothin funny
Don't start duckin and runnin when it go to bout my money
And sonny, be stuntin and lookin funny
I ask about my mutha fuckin money
That there aint nothin funny
Don't start duckin and when it go to gunnin bout my money
And sonny, don't be stuntin and lookin
Have my mutha fuckin

I read in the Book of Thugs, A.K Verse 47
And it tells me all thugs niggas go to
But between the lines of 48 and 9
Is ya thug nigga's, drug dealin and doin time
But verse 100, talks bout my
its full of blood so all memphis is funny
But nigga I want to hold your gold
I just want to your soul
And be found in public when all this shit unfolds
I done ya two bricks, and you aint gave me back shit
You runnin around in new bubble lights
When sit lookin sick
I aint here to ur sing, I just want my cream
And you can keep little watch and ring that go bling bling

Bout my
That there aint nothin funny
Don't duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my money
And sonny, don't be stuntin and funny
When I ask about my fuckin money
That there aint nothin funny
Don't start and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my money
And sonny, don't be and lookin funny
my mutha fuckin money

Now all huffin and puffin
Aint goin to get you young nigga's nothin
But a shit bag and holes through your bloody clothes
Out of all the nigga's you fuckin know
I should have been the last you want to muthafuckin know
I'll meet ya at your front door, and im my calico
Nigga if u aint got my flow ur ass go
We'll get you mammy and all and layin em down on the front room
Bout to do em all cuz I done have problems bout all shit unfolden
Bout my money, I came at it, and your son ain't it
Now this nigga I owe is goin to be the nigga to go
I got 20 G's, and I owe 'em 84
It my muthafuckin fault, I'm short bout 64
This nigga aint to fuck me no more

my money
That shit there aint funny
Don't start duckin and runnin when it go to gunnin bout my
And sonny, don't be and lookin funny
When I ask about my mutha fuckin
That shit there aint nothin
Don't start duckin and runnin it go to gunnin bout my money
And sonny, don't be and lookin funny
Have my mutha money