Luyện nghe bài hát Money Klip

Sicc
Street
This is for all my ballers
clockers and them

Got my khakis all up
Me and my all sleeped up
Keep my pockets all up
Chips and the money all day
Hood banging through this rap shit to get

I'm all about money, rapping, and weed up
And family, believe we all sleaved up
Creep up like an ready for war
We can a whole crowd like crime, searching for more
Never enough, life is tough in the
Either balling or you're trying to get your case settled
Nothing petty, feri on the daily
Can't risk it for bullshit, I gotta feed my
Shady motherfuckers, I keep at a distance
I got your heart pumping like a piston,
You got it twisted thinking I'm a man
A stupid motherfucker with no plans
No brands, no loaded in my hand
Taking from me? No chance
You slow dance the devil
'cause I've worked too hard to get to this level

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If you don't dough for Mr. Shadow
what you here for, there's the door, you gotta go
Responsible for move like a chess game
Your next step or takes away your next aim
Fast pay is the way I
had to clock in 219 to 56
When gets harder you gotta get stronger
They say we got a life, homey make it longer
Watch who you talk to, money talks when it to
Makes the world like it has to
let me catch you dipping in my cookie jar
I can who the G's and the rookies are
The way we ball is
envy us, they want photos
Can't see gangsters doing a
Want us working like a slave or doing time
Fuck all

Pit bossing, Dogging, clocking, stacking dollars
Back handing, all you wanna be shot callers
You ain't ballers stallers
But when you're ready to do big things go and call us
Better involve us or else you're gonna problems
Two feet away from you the of revolvers
And if you try to make I'ma hear of it
Too good at bossing, made a career of it
So stand clear of it, or get with it
You about it motherfucker, I live it

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