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 sip Mo' on my living room flo'
Play Nintendo with Cease and
up my phone 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 wanna be my main squeeze,
Don'tcha? You want to give me what I need,
Won'tcha picture life as my wife? think
mink, fat X and O links
Bracelets to match, was all that
you the safe combinations and all that
Guess you could say you'se the one I
Who would think that you would spread like mustard?
got hot: you sent Feds to my spot
Took me to court, tried to all I got
Another intricate plot, the bitch I raped her
"Damn, why she wanna 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'
Lick in the door, the .44
All you was "Poppa don't hit me no more!"
my clique, my shit's imperial
Fuck and made her milk box material
You me? Sucking dick, running your lips
Cause of you, I'm on some real "fuck-a-bitch"

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

Niggas better grab a
Grab on your as this bitch gets deep
than the pussy of a bitch 6 feet
Stiff dicks feel in this little petite
Young bitch the street, guaranteed to stay down
to bring work 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 stick-up
Rather count a while you eat my pussy
Push me to the limit, get my in it
Get me while I'm cumming down your throat
Then, you wanna be my main squeeze,
Don'tcha? You lick between my knees, nigga
Don'tcha want to see me your 3 down the Ave
Blow up spots on bitches I'm mad
Break up affairs, shots in the air
You get vexed and start everywhere
Me shifty? Now you wanna whip me
Pull out your 9 while I cock on
Yeah, what nigga? I got time for this
So what, nigga? I'm not trying to that shit
Now you wanna buy me diamonds and suits
Adrienne and Chanel 9 boots
Things that make up for all the games and the
Hallmark cards "I apologize"
Is you with me? How you ever deceive 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