Luyện nghe bài hát Get Money

Big homie
BSM

and dice games
We was gettinâ money till the Feds
Big Kane on my clothes and you could still smell raw cocaine
Would my have survived without cocaine?
We thank God when that blow
Walkinâ the rain without a coat
Livinâ with a... prove, hope we all make it out to get...
how I paint these pictures
My niggas so relentless,
Eat your food, do your
Now all your familyâs left with is memories and
niggas, fuck bitches
Fuck niggas, fuck
Get money, stack
I they act wrong, even act funny
I got bitches thatâll die, thatâll clap for me

I know mad when I get grindinâ
I know you it, itâs all good
We out here gettinâ all this
I you mad, you wish you could
Get money, get money, get

donât get it confused, this is rap money
Mixed with a little street
Iâm talkinâ them long drives, donât sleep money
Bitches on the blade, that dirty deep money
I was told talk, just look
Family on the streets, I was by the crooks
Certified street, raised by the book
Street educated, I can tell that you shook,
good girl love a hood nigga
Real real, you ainât a real nigga
takinâ over companies, signing deals
If you wanna build, make a mil, skip a meal
Keep lips sealed nigga
Fuck niggas, Tommy
You take care your family, keep it real I fuck ya
Boy, levels to this shit
I set to that ass like the Devil in this bitch
Squad!