Luyện nghe bài hát Get Money

Ace Hood,
We the best, Maybach
so incredible

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 put their hands up
I do it for the hustlers and this bitch their grass up

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

I'm like fresh outfit, they lit
And a nigga out in bout who don't a shit
Yeah I gave you a classic in my day
Cashflow for the hoes I
(Straight to)

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

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

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

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 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 money

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

Unless you get the dollars, still talking cash
Thousand dollar bill, Fidel Castro
with a attitude .50 and a mac-10
Ross as Ice Cube, dicky and the black chef

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

More means more Louis, carry on
I touch your city you should see how hoes 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 strippers and the put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put hands up
I do it for the hustlers and bitch throwing their grass up

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

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

I make it rain, hoe 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 Jermaine on cut

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

Maybe I have kept my thought off
It's all good neither he'd hit the off
Now you shit, nigga, you's a rat
build for this mob shit

I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking
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 throwing their grass up

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