Luyện nghe bài hát Get Money

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

You wanna sip Mo' on my living room
Nintendo with Cease and Nino
Pick up my say "Poppa not home"
Sex all night, mad in the morn'
Spin my V, smoke all my
Tattoo on tittie "B-I-G". Now check it:
You wanna be my main squeeze,
Don'tcha? You to give me what I need, baby
Won'tcha picture life as my wife? think
Full-length mink, fat X and O
Bracelets to match, was all that
Showed you the safe combinations and all
Guess you could say the one I trusted
Who would ever think that you would spread mustard?
Shit got hot: you sent to my spot
Took me to court, to take all I got
Another intricate plot, the bitch I raped her
"Damn, why she wanna me for my paper?"
My Moschino ho, my Versace
to find out you was fucking everybody
You about me, the fake 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 was "Poppa don't hit me no more!"
Disrespect my clique, my shit's
Fuck and made her milk box material
You feel me? Sucking dick, running lips
Cause of you, I'm on some real "fuck-a-bitch"

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

Niggas grab a seat
on your dick as this bitch gets deep
Deeper than the of a bitch 6 feet
Stiff dicks sweet in this little petite
Young bitch from the street, guaranteed to stay
Used to bring work outta town on
Now I'm Billboard, now niggas to hit it
me like a chicken, thinking I'm pressed to get it
Rather do the than the stick-up jukes
count 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 wanna between my knees, nigga
Don'tcha want to see me your 3 down the Ave
Blow up spots on because I'm mad
Break up affairs, lick in the air
You get vexed and start swinging
Me Now you wanna pistol whip me
Pull out 9 while I cock on mine
Yeah, what nigga? I ain't got for this
So what, nigga? I'm not trying to hear that
Now you wanna buy me and Armani suits
Adrienne Vittadini and 9 boots
Things make up for all the games and the lies
cards saying "I apologize"
Is you with me? How could you ever me?
But payback's a bitch, motherfucker, me
Naw I gay, this ain't no lesbo flow
Just a lil to let you motherfuckers know