Luyện nghe bài hát Money Scheme

W-wh-wha, what, what?

Mobster, turn that up
Yeah, uh-huh uh
shit
Uh-huh what?
Jayo, Jayo me on this one

Jayo, I hope I don't have to go back to slangin'
but if I do that's what I do
(That's I do)
Jayo, I hope I don't have to go back to slangin
Hello but if I do what I do
(That's I do)

Grindin' out of my aunty's backyard, that's the
I been more candy than a pinata, more cake than Betty Crocker
Get on the horn and hit me on my locker 'cause I'm ID havin'
and drivin' on a suspended expired license comes in

Buy it from the nigga with the quality and the lowest prices
Spendin' that capital that the big advanced me
In of me with the next nigga
I love money plus I'm labeled rider
Known for bringin' ass niggaz out of hidin'

Charlie Hustle, I hope I won't to go back
To sellin' sticks but if I do that's what I do
Charlie Hustle, I hope I have to go back
To sellin loop but if I do that's what I do

I stabs a nigga, and came out
'Cause his heart pumps Kool-Aid, so I mixed it my Thunder chicken
Barely and smokin' headache with a deuce-deuce
Now I put my snub nosed back to use

I'm dangerous it gets crucial, I loves conflict
Fuck a I'm jackin' niggaz for pounds of bomb shit
And now my fingers is sticky Sticky Fingaz from the greenery
You gon' retaliate, nigga what that mean to me?

When you shoot crooked it's Cartwright, on site I'm takin'
It's gon' on your head, I'm tearin' the roof off this bitch tonight
As you fall Guy, for tryin' to swipe my pie
Nigga DIE while your bitch give up the

All my havin fancy dreams
(Fancy dreams)
Comin' up 'cause we all on a money
(A scheme)

All my niggaz havin fancy
(Fancy dreams)
Comin' up we all on a money scheme
(A scheme)

All my bitches fancy dreams!
(Fancy dreams)
Comin' up 'cause we all on a scheme
(A scheme)

All my bitches havin' dreams!
(Fancy dreams)
Comin' up 'cause we all on a scheme
(A scheme)

The freight, fuck the hype
Beotch, you pay me just to breathe on the mic
High, higher a dust cloud
disrespectful, all up in the party talkin' loud

Systemized, a striker, when I was born
My mom and daddy shoulda named me 'cause I'm a Rider
Sole survivor, Hillsider, 1400 block Street
Narcotic bomb preparer heroin

I'm vicious, mean mugged and mad niggaz
Like the, the Grinch Who Stole Christmas
I to, like to, finger fuck bitches up in clubs
Take her home and get rug burns on my

Stuck, Gin and Donald Duck
Nut, all on her spine and on her
Fuck, major
Then I it to my nigga Mista Jayo

Up the glass is shatterin', bitch it matterin'
They scatterin', see me and start splatterin'
The are heartless, so you burn like flames
Niggaz that got snake eyes get broke up like games

Fuck a bitch, why? 'Cause don't please us
So I just go around sippin' fine like Jesus
And every time I bust a spit it's a quote
Drinkin' Moesha Brandy, head spinnin' like hundred

All my bitches havin' dreams!
(Fancy dreams)
Comin' up we all on a money scheme
(A scheme)

Still drinkin' Krypton is Snapple
I snap like a snapping turtle
Nigga, shittin; on the keeps my land fertile
I grow my own shit, fruits, and tobacco

It's down and forty nigga
You know you gon' get
Get your land you can old man
Niggaz so dope they named me like Duran Duran

Killa nigga put honey on 'em and feed 'em to my
See I leave no evidence for the dogs
Now off the low stroll we go so flow
Lil' bitch, we the shit because the said so

You can't tell a lettuce from a cabbage rabbits
Get these chips even if it means lettin' motherfuckers have it

got out of line, I had to ice him
Reached into my drawers, and pulled out my
Motherfucker got out of place, I had to him
Reached into my and pulled out my strap, check it out

Nickle plated chrome planet Clint special
strictly for staplin' and toe taggin
Po-po wrote me up a 'cause I was saggin' and draggin'
My bitch, by her

I had to, I had to the bitch bleed, last New Year's Eve
She tried to hit me a fryin' pan, my attitude wasn't carin'
Backslapped that hoe in of her parents
More than a janitor

It gets mannisher and mannisher and
Smokin' on a roach, in a McDonald's parkin' lot
Throwin' up signs
To as if he was kind of first base coach

I luh I like my egg poached, over easy
In the drive through, hollerin' at her

All my bitches havin' fancy
(Fancy dreams)
up 'cause we all on a money scheme
(A scheme)