Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Bout Money

[Intro D.]
Where my hustlers at, time to get down?

[Chorus - X3
I'm about money, bitch I'm about
I'm about money, I'm about money
Bitch I'm, bitch I'm about
I'm on a for that paper

1 Baby D.]
I'm money it's M.O.B.
Bens, Grants, all I see
Brown bag, pass that to me
Grab that duffle bag out the
Die for the cheddar I carry llama
Stack it in the winter so I this summer
Yeah, what you really about that?
I come like self bring a back
You want to build a
what's that?
At spend ten so I can get a good pack
I get guap, that
I'm way in the front, y'all way in the
me my keys, you not valet
My Maserati, your
can't stop me I'm on my shit
I love guap, baby my bitch
And
I always give back to the nigga
When I roll through they say Baby D's a nigga
good nigga
Looking nigga
Put your knot in the air if a money go getter

Now I'm up

Black stone, black I'm Vader

Hell naw not me

Me if you about that

[Verse 2 D.]
If you about
We money
it in the air
Make it hundreds
I get
through Sunday
Never on me
Never seen me
Check my resume, boy top notch
Take it from the straight to the pot
I'm broke?
I'm not
Pants on my ankles, that guap
Then, sat down with Koch
Made them a promise we'll never flop
Came from the bottom to the top

Ain't been the since Pac
around this motherfucker a lot of niggas shocked
While he out he take my

A lot of niggas left but I

Make you bow down give that

Never met a nigga me
A-Town fresh, Gucci from my to my feet
Ten toes, on my Bunyan
I wonder how long you can keep on you

I see a nigga but ain't shit funny
Straight to the bank I'm counting my
"A-Town's Secret Weapon", yup I'm
Big Oomp got to keep that bumping