Luyện nghe bài hát Mitch

Man when I was a broke nigga I used to be like. When I get my money on, I'ma it on this, I'ma spend it on that. I always knew I was gonna get some money so I looked at it like practice. Like I was just getting ready for the bag, you know what I'm saying? Pratice you feel me

I'm money making Mitch, I need a making bitch
I 200 on the kit, 1500 on the kicks
I'm making Mitch, I need a money making bitch
I 200 on the kit, 1500 on the kicks
Look I hit a lick, spend 250 on the whip
Another 50 on a trip just to fuck bitch nigga
Just got a check, bitch got 2, 3, commas
Look like an out of number
I'm going for 2, 3, summers
I'm money making Mitch, I need a money making
I spent 200 on the kit, on the kicks

Margiela king nigga, don nigga
I'm on my Blac Youngsta when I'm young nigga
I'm money making Mitch, Ace with the bricks
I'm Calvin with the hits, come and take a nigga shit
Signed Blac Youngsta on a jet I took him to the 'jects
Then I gave the nigga a Lambo just to him he was next
I'm 80 for the 100 pack, 70 if you run it back
60 if you triple that, if I say nickel that's a 50
I can talk dope all day, I can count all day
You can fuck hoes all day, I'ma count it while y'all

I'm money making Mitch, I a money making bitch
Need her ass thick, need her hair always fixed
Like my hips hella wide
'em fuck a dime we don't do the gym
Tell my niggas just keep it quiet, no and forth gon' go and see him
Niggas in the fed, niggas dead before I be a before I go and join 'em
Niggas acting tough on the internet, somebody better go them

I'm money making mitch, I got a whole lotta sticks
And I'm with the shit, yeah I'm really with the shit
I'm the shit, with the shit
I just copped the Wraith out the
I just the stones in the
I fucked on your sister, ho next
I look the money, that's no flex
I made a off snow flakes
I don't slow down in no
I be on gas with no
I be on gas with no
I be on cash and no
I be on masks AKs
And I'ma up if you don't pay

Cause I'm money making Mitch, I 30 for a brick
I want 100 for a show and I ain't got for a bitch
I ain't riding no purses, I ain't do no more verses
I ain't fucking with these niggas, have way more than the churches
The are the plugs and the trappers are the nurses
Is everybody pain killers? Is everybody hurting?
Perc, Zan, Perc, Zan, Perc, Zan, everybody got anxiety?
Trap house got variety, fuck wrong with
I'm money Mitch, I need a money making bitch
I got a 30 in my clip and hit you off the rip