Luyện nghe bài hát Get Money

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

They keep on sayin' the rappers are the best
Jay-Z and Kanye West, maybe they're just distract it
From the that I'm comin' back
Or maybe it's 'cause I black, maybe it's because of that

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

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

When you gonna learn how money we've earned
How it feel to know 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 gotta at coke to even hold a brick

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

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

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