Luyện nghe bài hát Get That Money

I know some that'll merk ya for a quarter birdy
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' somethin' I can't pronounce behind them curtains

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

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

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

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

Now that I know 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' that dough homie whatcha talkin'?

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

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

These niggaz think I'm slippin' 'cause I'm back
Bitch I got money in the walls for
Youngin' get it from the ground homie hold the down and
make a sound if them people swing around this bitch

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

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

Now everybody that I know get money baby
And we ain't worryin' 'bout hoes get that money baby
You get cooked or that blow you the caller, baller
If you ain't talkin' 'bout that 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
Fuck how we to be, now we how we need to be

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

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

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

Now everybody I know 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 that dough homie talkin'?

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