Luyện nghe bài hát Money Scheme

W-wh-wha, what, what?

Mobster, turn that up
Yeah, uh-huh uh
shit
Uh-huh uh-huh
Jayo, Jayo smell me on one

Jayo, I hope I ever 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 ever 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 havin' more candy than a pinata, more cake than Betty Crocker
Get on the and hit me on my locker 'cause I'm fake ID havin'
Strikin' and drivin' on a suspended license comes in

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

All my bitches havin' dreams!
(Fancy dreams)
up 'cause 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)

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

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

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

Stuck, Gordon's Gin and Donald
Nut, all on her spine and on her
Fuck, clientele
I pass it to my nigga Mista Jayo

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

Fuck a bitch, why? 'Cause skeezers please us
So I just go around sippin' fine like Jesus
And every time I bust a spit a hip-hop quote
Drinkin' Moesha Brandy, head spinnin' hundred spokes

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

Still Krypton brothers is Snapple
Then I snap a snapping turtle
Nigga, shittin; on the world keeps my fertile
I grow my own shit, fruits, vegetables and

It's third down and forty
You know you get tackled
Get your while you can old man
Niggaz so dope named me twice like Duran Duran

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

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

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

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

I had to, I had to make the bitch bleed, last New Eve
She tried to hit me with a pan, my attitude wasn't carin'
Backslapped hoe in front of her parents
More ki's than a

It gets mannisher and mannisher and
Smokin' on a roach, in a McDonald's parkin' lot
Throwin' up gang
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 havin' fancy dreams
(Fancy dreams)
Comin' up 'cause we all on a scheme
(A scheme)