Luyện nghe bài hát Over Here

We getting money over here, what it do
See ya boys looking but y'all lame ain't
Hold up, a, yeah it's wrong wit it
If your money nigga be the fuck on wit it

And don't 'bout what the fuck we smokin' over here
Don't worry what the fuck we drankin' over here
Don't worry 'bout who the fuck was standing here
Don't worry 'bout how the we dancing over here

I'm in a new SS and the tag on it
And the pussy niggaz 'cause all the hoes on it
She ask me why I looked so
I said, "The Benz boosted up to my self-esteem"

Nigga I'm the shit and if I ain't y'all let me think I think
Matter of fact tell the waitress let me drink I drink
Nigga think I ain't, no need to
Man these hoes Jeezy, they just like my swag
The way I do my
I'm just a young ghetto nigga wit a big ass

We getting money over here, it do pimpin'
See ya boys looking but [Incomprehensible]ain't tipping
Hold up, a, yeah it's wrong wit it
If your money nigga be the fuck on wit it

And don't 'bout what the fuck we smokin' over here
Don't 'bout what the fuck we drankin' over here
Don't worry 'bout who the fuck was over here
Don't worry 'bout how the fuck we over here

Now if you like a pimp dog gon' brush ya shoulders off
You trapping daddy gon' get them boulders off
And I'ma you how to stunt
As soon as my niggaz roll up these

She said, "She my domineer"
me and you I think she's digging my Beemer
Love the way a lil' nigga spit so
she heard I gotta big dick that's it

Yeah, put it on me
Matter of fact ya friends put it on me girl
Gangsta we got dro in the air
of Crist', Grey Goose everywhere

We money over here, what it do pimpin'
See ya boys but y'all lame ain't tipping
Hold up, a, yeah it's wrong wit it
If your money gon' be the fuck on wit it

And don't worry 'bout the fuck we smokin' over here
Don't worry 'bout what the fuck we drankin' here
Don't worry 'bout who the fuck was over here
Don't worry 'bout how the we dancing over here

I gotta a stable full of hoes and a full of dealers
A house full of bloods and a full of killers
I'm heavy on the with a rep long as old Nash
I hit a hater wit a heat from a gat

We posted up on a black a street light
the money move making sure I eat right
Dollar for and dime for dime
We out here hustle for hustle, grind for grind

We got them nines in halfs
Even them old things grinding on hash
Folding for doe mane and we all in the game, buying and selling
You buying and telling, but what is my niggaz yelling

We getting money here, what it do pimpin'
See ya boys looking but y'all lame ain't
Hold up, a, yeah it's wrong wit it
If your money nigga be the fuck on wit it

And don't worry 'bout what the fuck we smokin' here
Don't worry 'bout what the we drankin' over here
Don't worry 'bout who the fuck was standing over
Don't worry 'bout how the fuck we dancing here