Luyện nghe bài hát Money Klip

Sicc
Street
This is for all my motherfucking
Money clockers and

Got my all creased up
Me and my all sleeped up
my pockets all greased up
Chips and the clip all day
Hood banging through this rap to get paid

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

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If you have dough for Mr. Shadow
what you here for, there's the door, you gotta go
Responsible for every move like a game
Your next gives or takes away your next aim
pay is the way I live
Never had to in 219 to 56
When shit gets you gotta get stronger
They say we got a life, homey make it longer
who you talk to, money talks when it wants to
Makes the spin 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
Jotos envy us, want photos
Can't see gangsters a ride
Want us working like a or doing some time
Fuck all

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

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