Luyện nghe bài hát Get Money

Yeah, yeah, I get it
I run rap shit, now guess who's back
You thought I you, now why would I do that?
(1, 2, 3)

They keep on the same rappers are the best
Jay-Z and Kanye West, they're just tryna distract it
From the fact I'm comin' back
Or maybe it's 'cause I ain't black, maybe it's because of

it's because I'm the highest sellin' artist in rap
While I'm sittin' in my office, jackin' off to my plaques
I'm still sick, how can I be sick long
And I'm still alive, Johnson arise
I thrive on my opponents think that I've died

That's I just pop up outta nowhere
Oh yeah, we go there
Damn I how much money he got
On the of Saint-Tropez
But your man don't lay in the sun 'cause I don't tan, I burn, blood

When you learn how much money we've earned
How does it feel to I came in this game at 25
And retired at 29 in my 20s still
And here to lick on that Coca-Cola shit
And he ain't even look at coke to even hold a brick

No more, oh boy, goddamn did he
To go from sellin' bags to bottles right out the
And Shady hit the box office man, he the socks off us
My ex-wife is set for life, you profitless

So the fuck off us, we make pay
I'm just a super easy modest MC,
Til I hear the word has been, that's when I spazzin'
Smart asses, kiss a ass then

I'm the best thing that ever to rap, bastards
I'm a blonde Dre, now gimme Kanye's