Luyện nghe bài hát Get Money

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

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

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

when I just pop up outta nowhere
Oh yeah, we go there
Damn I forgot how money he got
On the beach of
But your man lay in the sun 'cause I don't tan, I burn, blood clot

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

No more, oh boy, did he score
To go from sellin' bags to right out the store
And hit the box office man, he knocked the socks off us
My is set for life, you profitless cocksuckers

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

I'm the best thing ever happened to rap, bastards
I'm a blonde Dre, now gimme glasses