Luyện nghe bài hát Get Money

Fuck bitches, get
niggas, get money
Fuck bitches, get
niggas, get money
Fuck bitches, get
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'
my V, smoke all my weed
Tattoo on saying "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 as my wife? Just think
Full-length mink, fat X and O
Bracelets to match, was all that
Showed you the safe combinations and all
Guess you say you'se the one I trusted
Who would ever that you would spread like mustard?
Shit got hot: you sent to my spot
Took me to court, tried to all I got
Another intricate plot, the bitch said I her
"Damn, why she stick me for my paper?"
My Moschino ho, my hottie
to find out you was fucking everybody
You knew me, the fake ID
Cases in Virginia, in D.C
Woe! Oh is me - what 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 imperial
Fuck around and her milk box material
You me? Sucking dick, running your lips
Cause of you, I'm on some "fuck-a-bitch" shit

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

better grab a seat
Grab on your dick as this bitch gets
than the pussy of a bitch 6 feet
Stiff dicks feel sweet in this petite
Young bitch from the street, guaranteed to stay
Used to bring work outta on Greyhound
Now I'm Billboard, now niggas to hit it
Play me a chicken, thinking I'm pressed to get it
do the killing than the stick-up jukes
Rather count a million you eat my pussy
me to the limit, get my feelings in it
Get me while I'm cumming down your throat
Then, you wanna be my squeeze, nigga
Don'tcha? You lick between my knees, nigga
want to see me whippin' your 3 down the Ave
Blow up spots on because I'm mad
Break up affairs, shots in the air
You get and start swinging everywhere
Me Now you wanna pistol whip me
out your 9 while I cock on mine
Yeah, what nigga? I ain't got for this
So what, I'm not trying to hear that shit
Now you wanna buy me diamonds and suits
Adrienne Vittadini and Chanel 9
that make up for all the games and the lies
Hallmark saying "I apologize"
Is you me? How could you ever deceive me?
But payback's a bitch, motherfucker, me
Naw I ain't gay, this ain't no lesbo
a lil something to let you motherfuckers know