Luyện nghe bài hát Get Money

Fuck bitches, get
Fuck niggas, get
bitches, get money
Fuck niggas, get
bitches, get money
Fuck niggas, get

You sip Mo' on my living room flo'
Nintendo with Cease and Nino
Pick up my say "Poppa not home"
Sex all night, mad head in the
Spin my V, all my weed
Tattoo on saying "B-I-G". Now check it:
You be my main squeeze, baby
Don'tcha? You want to give me what I need,
Won'tcha life as my wife? Just think
mink, fat X and O links
Bracelets to match, conversation was all
Showed you the safe combinations and all
Guess you could say the one I trusted
Who would ever think that you spread like mustard?
Shit got hot: you sent Feds to my
Took me to court, to take all I got
Another intricate plot, the bitch I raped her
"Damn, why she stick me for my paper?"
My Moschino ho, my hottie
Come to find out you was everybody
You knew about me, the ID
Cases in Virginia, in D.C
Woe! Oh is me - that's I get for trickin'
Pay my own bail, to ass-kickin'
in the door, waving the .44
All you heard was "Poppa hit me no more!"
my clique, my shit's imperial
Fuck around and made her milk box
You me? Sucking dick, running your lips
Cause of you, I'm on some real "fuck-a-bitch"

Fuck bitches, get
Fuck niggas, get
Fuck bitches, get
Fuck niggas, get
Fuck bitches, get
Fuck niggas, get
bitches, get money
Fuck niggas, get

Niggas better a seat
Grab on your dick as this bitch deep
Deeper than the pussy of a bitch 6
Stiff dicks feel sweet in this little
Young bitch from the street, guaranteed to stay
Used to bring outta town on Greyhound
Now I'm Billboard, now niggas to hit it
Play me a chicken, thinking I'm pressed to get it
Rather do the killing than the jukes
Rather a million while you eat my pussy
Push me to the limit, get my in it
Get me open I'm cumming down your throat
Then, you wanna be my main squeeze,
Don'tcha? You lick between my knees, nigga
Don'tcha to see me whippin' your 3 down the Ave
Blow up on bitches because I'm mad
Break up affairs, lick in the air
You get and start swinging everywhere
Me shifty? Now you pistol whip me
Pull out 9 while I cock on mine
Yeah, what nigga? I ain't got time for
So what, nigga? I'm not trying to hear shit
Now you wanna buy me diamonds and Armani
Adrienne and Chanel 9 boots
Things that up for all the games and the lies
Hallmark saying "I apologize"
Is you with me? How could you ever me?
But a bitch, motherfucker, believe me
Naw I ain't gay, this ain't no lesbo
Just a lil to let you motherfuckers know