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

Tell me all my children 'fore I come
Is the hood in the Yes
You believe what I'm dealin', this West Coast shit
Oh, a feelin', ahh

Niggaz think I'm dealin'
I rolled out with no muthafuckin' sealin', none
Is he worth a hundred
No to ask Ice Cube how I'm livin', I'm livin' loc

I got the recipe
South LA is the pedigree
Don't try to tell me it better be
I have your ass up in physical

I outlaw like a
The rap industry to bury me
But if I on the mic up in Larrabee
I'm so you bitches couldn't carry me

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

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

I don't accept, no
Only I expect is self check
grin and bare it, got an ass whoopin'
That ass don't wanna inherit

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

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

Break your self, he'll take wealth
Don't get it twisted, you a elf
And Santa Clause will go for
All you got is your balls and your

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

Get money, spend money, no
like 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

Niggaz brag about they got
But we don't own a skyscraper, now that's
One generation from
Happy for these little crumbs, you little

We saw you up but nigga shut up, shut up
You always talk about a fuckin' car or
You always talkin' 'bout fuckin' rims or interior
That kinda shit will an ass inferior

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

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

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

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

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