Luyện nghe bài hát Make the Loot Loop

Yeah, this is goin' out to all those
That like to use the 'gangster'
Although I am the O.G. I'm that hustlin' game
To the end, nigga, I'm to make the loot loop

I ain't no muthafuckin' gangsta, wish you'd quit me that
Although I still pack straps, I in Benzes and Lacs
Best believe the gats in my shots ain't props
I hang out sunroof tops and pop at cops

On the mellow, coolin' with my
Hustlers, players, bitch layers
Mackaronies on the true D L hell,
Fuckin' my niggas, you could end up ghost

I made a million, got my out pawned
Bailed out the homies, now the shit's on
Moved out the ghetto, I hate it
But I through your fuckin' hood and regulate it

'Cause I wasn't to be broke, I let the 45th smoke
Before I let my baby boy go under, no
I'm addicted to the cash flow, stacks of
Flashback, I'm nudgin' down a triple beam
I'ma the loot loop

As fast as I it, I'm tryin' to get back in it
I the loot loop
cop and blow, nigga, that's all I know
I the loot loop

As fast as I spend it, I'm tryin' to get in it
I make my loop
Nigga, I'm tryin' to my bank roll bigger

I admit, I got a lust for loot, quick to shoot
Ostrich, fruits and Martin coupes
Fill my dreams with cream, I got wet
I'm nuts over currency, kid, fuck freaks

We be the niggas in the back of the club the Moet
Bitches, shrimps, mackin' pimps
Wearin' fly shit you never before
I turn a angel to a whore, now, I say more?

My perm got bounce, fuck a forty
I'm sippin' Cristal, pal and represent I shall to the end of the
And just not over these but on the four-wheel streets
I make the loop

As as I spend it, I'm tryin' to get back in it
I the loot loop
cop and blow, nigga, that's all I know
I make the loot

As fast as I it, I'm tryin' to get back in it
I my loot loop
Nigga, I'm tryin' to make my bank roll

Say what you will, I'm the fool on the
With the pool, jacuzzi, Uzi
Niggas in LA know, the Ice don't
I'm just a savage for the cabbage and a pimp

I rock a with the jewels on the paw
'Cause my niggas the big ones, just big guns
Pushin' the limits of game till I gets my piece
I put my true Darlene in a white Corniece

So stay if you wanna, hang out on your corner
back from the curb when we roll up on ya
Twenty black all tinted, we meant it
Syndicate forever, posse of the

Rubber strap the fat green knots
strictly hustlers, not gangsters
But we lick shots for the goal
Peace, I'm out like

Nigga, the bank's bigger
Yeah, I'm the loot loop
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