Luyện nghe bài hát Get Money, Spend Money, No Money

Tell me all my children 'fore I come
Is the in the buildin'? Yes
You won't believe what I'm dealin', West Coast shit
Oh, a feelin', ahh

think I'm drug dealin'
'Cause I rolled out with no sealin', none
Is he a hundred million?
No to ask Ice Cube how I'm livin', I'm livin' loc

I got the recipe
South LA is the pedigree
try to tell me what it better be
I your ass up in physical therapy

I outlaw like a
The rap industry tried to me
But if I died on the mic up in
I'm so heavy you couldn't carry me

Get money, spend money, no
Lookin' like a dummy, I really give a fuck
Your money ain't my fuckin'
Got a pocket full of money, homie, throw it up

Get money, money, no money
Lookin' like a dummy, I really don't give a
Your money ain't my fuckin'
Got a full of money, c'mon homie, throw it up

I don't accept, no
Only thing I expect is check
Just grin and bare it, got an ass
That your ass don't wanna

Most rappers are parrots, they say
They told to say to get a neck full of
Got momma embarrassed
How long 'fore they us terrorists, nigga, I'm serious

I keep it gangsta but I a job
'Cause it's hard to when you steal and rob
And ya got to run , comes the blob
'Cause Sam is like part of the Mobb

Break self, he'll take your wealth
get it twisted, you a muthafuckin' elf
And Santa will go for self
All you got is your balls and your

Get money, spend money, no
Lookin' a dummy, I really don't give a fuck
Your money ain't my money
Got a pocket full of money, c'mon homie, it up

Get money, spend money, no
Lookin' like a dummy, I really give a fuck
Your money ain't my money
Got a full of money, c'mon homie, throw it up

Niggaz brag about they got
But we don't own a skyscraper, now paper
One generation slums
Happy for little crumbs, you little bums

We saw you pull up but shut up, shut up
You always talk about a car or truck
You always talkin' 'bout some fuckin' rims or
kinda shit will keep an ass inferior

I'm eat tomorrow, not tryin' to hear
'Bout the little bitty shit you
Saw your little bitty house on
you fuck your wife and feed your kids

Nigga be quiet, shit private
for sale, you can buy it
All this self snitchin', all this tellin'
goin' back to the watermelon

Get money, money, no money
Lookin' like a dummy, I really don't give a
Your money ain't my money
Got a pocket full of money, c'mon homie, it up

Get money, spend money, no
Lookin' like a dummy, I really give a fuck
Your money my fuckin' money
Got a pocket full of money, c'mon homie, it up

Get money, money, no money
Lookin' like a dummy, I really don't a fuck
Your ain't my fuckin' money
Got a pocket full of money, homie, throw it up

Get money, spend money, no
Lookin' like a dummy, I really don't give a
Your money my fuckin' money
Got a pocket full of money, homie, throw it up