Luyện nghe bài hát Get Money

Ace Hood,
We the best, Maybach
It's so

I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put hands up
I do it for the and this bitch throwing their grass up

Nigga, get nigga, get nigga
Get money nigga, get money

I'm like fresh outfit, they lit
And a nigga out in bout who buck a shit
Yeah I gave you a in my day view
for the hoes I bought
(Straight to)

You wanna ride you can't be acting Dre foo'
N.W.A, I bet you Ace you
Hollywood, Hollywood, I see the big
And I'm with my big homie, Ricky, nigga, right

Every minute that my heart pump
Fuck what you heard, raised a fucking thug
on my mind, imagine what's up in the trunk
And it get me to the life of funk store's thug

On the other ridges feeling a billionaire
A got a mill, a couple more an' I'm really there
Haters talk around me fuck 'em like I really
When we handle our business, sorry, they never there

I do it for the and the motherfucking gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the put their ass up
I do it for the haters them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwing grass up

Nigga, get money nigga, get money
Get nigga, get money nigga

ain't a thing I remain blinged up
Hundred on the chain, bitch, I I'm King Tuck
A nigga, young and rich, who like can't be touched
Fourty for the chase, no, I can't see much

Unless you get the dollars, still cash flow
Thousand dollar bill, President Fidel
Nigga with a .50 and a mac-10
Ross cool as Ice Cube, dicky and the black

I'm in a heli chopper at the boat docks
Good weather, good weather means flux
Look in my eyes, you can tell I'm so clear
I get them bitches a an' feeling no fear

More means more Louis, carry on
When I touch your city you should see how Carrillo
Bitch, what's my
Ace fucking Hood, ain't a thang change us

I do it for the thugs and the gangstas
I do it for the and the bitches put their ass up
I do it for the that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustlers and this bitch their grass up

Nigga, get nigga, get money nigga
Get money nigga, get nigga

Shit, shit and I'm a money ass, nigga
Fast with the duffle bags the cash in it
squares that's equivalence of mo dough
I hear my nigga, Ricky, on my promo

I it rain, hoe better wear your poncho
To me on my TMO, I get you mo slow
The good life side of my condo
You know the name ask on cut though

Wooh, you talking funny, you fucking with the franchise?
I decide how you form the shit we let ride
I gave niggas your startup
Showed you how to dress, made the hood be a of

Maybe I should kept my thought off
It's all neither he'd hit the guard off
Now you shit, nigga, garbage a rat
Never build for mob shit

I do it for the thugs and the gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their up
I do it for the and this bitch throwing their grass up

Nigga, get money nigga, get nigga
Get money nigga, get nigga