Luyện nghe bài hát Get That Money

I know some niggaz that'll merk ya for a quarter
You bitch ass niggaz just be that the boy ain't hurtin'
I got the money to lag and I got that workin'
I'm smokin' I can't pronounce behind them phantom curtains

What is you hollin' bitch, I'm on some gangsta
She make me dinner, I tell her make me rich
You fuckin' with a winner but I come from a
Hoe but bet I can take that and turn that shit to glitter

I leave the work with her, yeah, she my sitter
And if I find out she stealin' for realer kill her
I'm just a money man so the dollars at
[Incomprehensible] beat that until them flowers

She wanna ride on this I make her ride that
Her pistol in the that's her survival pack
And do I love her naw, man I just love her
Blind, deaf or crazy money over bitches

Now that I know get that money baby
And we worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby
You get that cooked or that blow you the caller,
If you ain't talkin' 'bout dough homie whatcha talkin'?

Now everybody that I get that money baby
And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get money baby
You get that or that blow you the caller, baller
If you ain't talkin' that dough homie whatcha talkin'?

So getcha game up, a bitch, break a bitch
Strap her down work and tell her don't trip, take a trip
Getcha hustle up, the money's what you of it
These want it cooked and I done closed down the bakery

So stop stuntin' homie, promotin'
It ain't about whatcha makin', it's about ya totin'
him up and leave him naked, bring him back to his wife
The bitch ain't cry 'cause he was livin' that life

These niggaz think I'm slippin' I'm fallin' back
Bitch I got money in the for that
get it from the ground homie hold the hood down and
Don't make a sound if them people swing this bitch

Do ya thang, whoa try to stay low
This is for my old school G's who ain't this bitch
But shawty ain't fuckin' with pops
Let them niggaz chase that pussy we follow that guap, yeah

Now everybody that I get that money baby
And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that baby
You get that cooked or that blow you the caller,
If you ain't talkin' 'bout dough homie whatcha talkin'?

Now everybody that I get that money baby
And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that baby
You get that cooked or that blow you the caller,
If you talkin' 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'?

stacks in the garden in the backyard
Money talkin', turn a key a crack charge
Y'all niggaz eatin' how we eatin' B
how we used to be, now we how we need to be

If they ain't with us they be against us
We shoot 'em in the head 'cause they act they senseless
If you ain't bread nigga keep yo' distance
We over here nigga keep on fishin', okay

OK, money, money, is my intuition
over bitches such an easy decision
Young money, men monster militia
Hard body, niggaz boxes of tissue

Nina will kiss ya, that chopper will twist ya
Them 380 snapshots, now for the pictures
Weezy motherfuckin' pay me
My nine to five is overrated, I'm on that hoe

Now that I know get that money baby
And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get money baby
You get that or that blow you the caller, baller
If you talkin' 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'?

Now that I know get that money baby
And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get money baby
You get cooked or that blow you the caller, baller
If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough whatcha talkin'?