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 room flo'
Play with Cease and Nino
up my phone say "Poppa not home"
Sex all night, mad in the morn'
Spin my V, all my weed
Tattoo on tittie saying "B-I-G". Now it:
You be my main squeeze, baby
Don'tcha? You want to me what I need, baby
picture life as my wife? Just think
Full-length mink, fat X and O
Bracelets to match, was all that
Showed you the safe and all that
Guess you could say the one I trusted
Who would ever think that you spread like mustard?
Shit got hot: you sent to my spot
me to court, tried 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 out you was fucking everybody
You knew about me, the 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 heard was "Poppa hit me no more!"
my clique, my shit's imperial
Fuck around and made her box material
You feel me? Sucking dick, running your
Cause of you, I'm on real "fuck-a-bitch" shit

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

Niggas better a seat
Grab on your dick as bitch gets deep
Deeper the pussy of a bitch 6 feet
Stiff dicks feel sweet in this little
Young bitch from the street, guaranteed to down
Used to bring work town on Greyhound
Now I'm Billboard, now press to hit it
Play me like a chicken, thinking I'm to get it
Rather do the killing than the jukes
Rather count a 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,
You wanna lick between my knees, nigga
Don'tcha want to see me your 3 down the Ave
Blow up on bitches because I'm mad
Break up affairs, shots in the air
You get vexed and swinging everywhere
Me shifty? Now you wanna whip me
Pull out your 9 while I cock on
Yeah, what I ain't got time for this
So what, nigga? I'm not trying to hear shit
Now you buy me diamonds and Armani suits
Adrienne Vittadini and 9 boots
Things make up for all the games and the lies
Hallmark cards "I apologize"
Is you with me? How you ever deceive me?
But payback's a bitch, motherfucker, me
Naw I ain't gay, this no lesbo flow
Just a lil something to let you motherfuckers