Luyện nghe bài hát Mind On Money

(Hook x2)
Money on my mind, on my be that strap
Here to **** my grind, ****a, you dyin' in stat
No ****as, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer
In the drug the doppest ****a
We play for keefs, we lay in
These bitches don't no broke ****a

(Verse)
it be endecin' it every time
That's why I got hard on rhyme
Hard, ****a, that's why I thank God for every
No more invest, you demolish things while I'm barely (?)
Hard ****, bitches all on my dick, they hangin' on my Klein
I'm an outkast and I got big boys with me, ****a
Sit down and get war with me, I'm droppin' out local Baghdad
And a bitch to get more from me
She Bread Murphy gettin' from me(?)
smoked weed with a gat man but neva got high
Took 10/000 in the sky, in an aircraft
Trappin' money, they come trap bad
I'm a dope boy, I sell cocaine you neva had
I'm a whole brick and you a drop
I'm a and you a lab rat
Now show me the craft at (money, ****a)
I need real cheese, I'm a prince, you gotta feel me
I keep a Smith & I will squeeze
But I got Miller shooters I ain't gotta take the shot
Shamal Kensley, I'm percentage when I move the white
Even said to Reggie to make week, ****a

(Hook x2)
Money on my mind, on my be that strap
Here to my grind, ****a, you dyin' in that stat
No joke ****as, I'm self made, I'm a dealer
In the drug game the ****a
We for keefs, we lay in sheets
bitches don't want no broke ****a

(Verse 2: Ave)
Ave ****a, in my blue bag, ****a
35 for the kilos, get mine at ****a
Pump my chips flipper, fish scale, Mr. Flipper
a minute, Floodina, I'm in the kitchen with ripper
Stuttering, goin' dummy, no doors but the money
Get it sweeter than honey, you know how T roll ya
Mobbin' deep cuz you nervous, it just be me during
Captain Loaf survullance, I mean surveillance, we service
Cash business, you know, family, religion dope
Ain't got my in snow, they made me the man and you know
I talk **** when I flow, and it be facts
Only ****as my blackboard, to big body bags of crack
Don't play me for no sucka, ****a, you can't that raffa (I know)
I up from the dirt, made 6 figures, now I want 7
Millions, still keep me a
I go and get silly on em
Real ****a 4 yellin' free Rum Pete on a pimp home

(Hook x2)
Money on my mind, on my be that strap
Here to my grind, ****a, you dyin' in that stat
No joke ****as, I'm made, I'm a dope dealer
In the game the doppest ****a
We for keefs, we lay in sheets
These bitches want no broke ****a

(Verse 3)
I'm a thief turn dirt to sticks
Say any ****, please!
Came the bottom, you make it out
Make a bad
Cut the out of my **** ****as
thankin' this **** sweet
And I play ya dues, mr. My
I dare young me
On I'mma flip out
Let's go scremmin' like 12
Before we go pow in the pow
Ye ****a really ain't know
frontin'... with no fish to ride
I reel in, got the money, see?
I got good aim, I go to Baghdad, every ****a tryna front me

(Verse 4)
I do a ****a, catch a ****a empty out a clip like it ain't all that
Let em bom bom with em mutha****a let em cope now
Whachya thinkin'? It gonna bite!
high with a brand new bitch in a brand new car
Gettin' the ol' brain
I'mma zone where A-Town thank yeah
This here ****a ain't no
Hey, I'mma till the finish
me? I was standin' on the corner, I was 'posed to be in school
Know that we dealin'
Handle my business, get the money n' the to the ceilin'
****a, I would rather be the villain
In the Bentley with a couple mill, ride around with me
Spend to get a ****a bare
In here heard
****a I worried

(Hook x2)
Money on my mind, on my be that strap
to **** my grind, ****a, you dyin' in that stat
No joke ****as, I'm self made, I'm a dope
In the game the doppest ****a
We for keefs, we lay in sheets
bitches don't want no broke ****a