Luyện nghe bài hát It's All About the Benjamins (Remix)

Now what y'all do?
Wanna be Shot-callers?
Brawlers who be dippin' in the wit the spoilers
On the low the Jake in the Taurus

Tryin' to get my hands on some like Horace
livin' the raw deal, three course meals
Spaghetti, fettuccine, and
But still, everything's real in the

And you can't have now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin' to
zeros, over in Rio Dijanery
Ain't nobody's hero, but I be heard

On Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word
Swimmin' in wit they own condominiums
Five Fives, who drive Millineums
all about the Benjamins, what?

I get a fifty bag of ooh for the mutts
Five carats on my hands wit the
And in European figures
Fuck bein' a nigga

I want a all out wit the clutch, nigga
Drinkin' liquor, drivin' a Bro' Vega
I'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by gold
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold
(C'mon)

Lost your touch we kept ours, Cristal's
the three-quarter reptiles
Enormous cream, forest green, Benz
For my team so you sleep I'ma scheme
(That's right)

We see through, that's why nobody never gon' you
You should do we do, stack chips like 'Hebrews'
Don't let the intrigue you
'Cause I you, I'm only here for that green paper which lead you

I'm strictly tryin' to cop those, sized Picasso's
And have papi coke outside Delgado's
Mienda, with cash flowin' Sosa
And the Latin chick tranportin' in the

Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, sober
Lex and Range Rovers dealin' by Minnesota
Avoidin' NARC's wit and Chevy Novas
Stash in the buildin' wit chick named Alona

From Daytona, when I was I wants to bone her
But now I hit chicks that win beauty pageants
Trickin', they me skiing, at the Aspens
(C'mon)
Uh, gangsta mental, poppin' Cristal

Pack a pistol in the Ac' Coupe that's dark brown
Pinky-ringin', gondolas wit the man
Italian music down the river wit chick clingin'
To my bizzalls, you mad false
Actin' hard when you as pussy as