Luyện nghe bài hát Cash Over

Whassup Cube
I got bitch ass nigga right here
Y'know, with this tramp ass bitch
her before the scrill' all the time, ya knowhatI'msayin?

Man I got this nigga transcripts, and every mother thang
Tellin' this bitch all my mother business
Puttin ass cash everyday
fuck that, this Westside

Be you fuckin' peon, got the Don furious
Talkin' on the phone got the Federal
I'm serious! I don't a fuck where he is
Snatch him out the factory, bring his ass to me
How the fuck you I got the name Bossalini?
(Punk)

Mack God Rap Genie, you see me
Up in this game ever since you was a
Y'all train at my school, I rule
You never make me holla, smokin' on a fifteen
From across the water, watch daughter

She catch the Holy Ghost from this rap sermon
While you vermin', Sherman
I'm somethin' German
(Bitch)

earnin' makin' mo' money
(Ching ching)
Enemies look so funny, they clothes bummy
Don't need no honey, that's
'Cause I'm with my big head, fuck what my dick said

We cash over ass, each and every day
Go on let the players
(The hustlers we money makin' motherfuckers)
(I know you love us)

We cash over ass, each and every day
Go on let the play
(The hustlers we money makin' motherfuckers)
(I that you love us)

Now who's that nigga got these lookin' silly?
(Me)
I'm the Big Willie for rilly, the real
You can ask 'cause I got a year's supply
(Yup)

You must to die, don't get the lye
After dark up at Park
Shallow grave for the check his heart
The game to start big thangs automatic Pu Tang
(Automatic)

Keep your mind off them bitches, eyes on your
If it give it stitches
If it jiggles or switches, and take pictures, now
I'm livin' in a two-point zone, and I'm still
Call me in the clutch, ain't my touch

Nigga what? On the
If I drove it in the video, bitch, I can it home
Tight as a
(Tight)
You got to get your own, get on, now

We puttin' cash over ass, each and every day
Go on let the play
(The hustlers we some money motherfuckers)
(I know you love us)

We puttin' cash over ass, each and day
Go on let the play
(The hustlers we money makin' motherfuckers)
(I know that you us)

Get ass up and go to work, 'cause you know
On payday, nigga that shit hurt
Fuckin' with a skirt instead of handlin' your
Rich dude, now you got to three wishes

I'm suspicious, of any motherfucker puttin' fuck finance
fuckin' up my plans
I'm the boss, I can be
But never see her and me, over currency

Givin' you the third degree, you got
Too many broke and you like bankin' for a penny
Stop fuckin' on dum dums
Find one some ass and some income

Who win? Who wanna spin?
Who wanna make, twenty-five
(Me)
Ice Cube the great pushin' rhymes weight

We cash over ass, each and every goddamn day
Go on let the play
(The hustlers we money makin' motherfuckers)
(I know you love us)
(Fuck)

We puttin' cash over ass, and every day
Go let the players play
(The hustlers we some money motherfuckers)
(I know you love us)

We puttin' cash over ass, and every day
Go on let the players
(The we some money makin' motherfuckers)
(I know, I know that you us)

We puttin' cash ass, each and every day
Go on let the play
(The hustlers we some money motherfuckers)
(I know you love us)

Never put that hoe, in front of that dough
For
(Never fuck a nigga)
For what? She ain't love you
If you ain't got no fool
(Bitch fuckin' me got to be workin')
(Gettin' yaknahmsayin?)
Gotta come up, scrilla y'all
(Never ass cash nigga)
Scrilla y'all
(We greedy)

Cha
(She can get some CD's, push keys)
Cha
(Ha ha ha, make the bitches they titties)
Cha ching, cha
(Over my knee)
Cha-ching,
(Never ass cash)
ass over cash