Luyện nghe bài hát Get That Money

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

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

I the work with her, yeah, she my baby sitter
And if I find out she stealin' for realer I'ma her
I'm just a money man so the dollars at
beat that until them flowers black

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fifty in the garden in the backyard
Money talkin', turn a key into a crack
Y'all niggaz ain't how we eatin' B
Fuck how we used to be, now we how we to be

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

OK, money, money, is my intuition
Money over bitches such an easy
Young money, money men monster
body, these niggaz boxes of tissue

That Nina will kiss ya, that will twist ya
Them 380 snapshots, now smile for the
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 hoes get that money baby
You get that cooked or blow you the caller, baller
If you ain't talkin' that dough homie whatcha talkin'?

Now everybody that I know get that money
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' 'bout dough homie whatcha talkin'?