Luyện nghe bài hát Get That Money

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

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

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

She ride on this I make her ride with that
Her in the ceilin' that's her survival pack
And do I love her naw, man I love her spirit
Blind, deaf or crazy it's 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 you the caller, baller
If you ain't 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'?

Now that I know get that money baby
And we worryin' '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'?

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

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

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

Do ya thang, whoa hustle try to low
This is for my old school G's who around this bitch
But shawty they fuckin' with pops
Let niggaz chase that pussy we gon' follow that guap, yeah

Now everybody 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 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'?

Now everybody that I know get money baby
And we ain't worryin' 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 whatcha

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

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

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

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

Now everybody that I know get money baby
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 dough whatcha 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 blow you the caller, baller
If you ain't talkin' that dough homie whatcha talkin'?