Luyện nghe bài hát Get That Money

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

What is you hollin' bitch, I'm on some shit
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 dirt and turn shit to glitter

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Do ya thang, hustle try to stay low
is for my old school G's who ain't around this bitch
But they ain't 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 worryin' them hoes get that money baby
You get that cooked or that blow you the caller,
If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie 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 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'?

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

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

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

That Nina will kiss ya, that will twist ya
380 snapshots, now smile for the pictures
Weezy baby pay me
My nine to is overrated, I'm on that grind hoe

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

Now everybody that I know get that baby
And we ain't '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'?