Luyện nghe bài hát Get Yo Money

It's one in the same as muscle, you're a hustler, ya dig?
And you gotta it playa all the time, man
You even gotta keep it G
You got too many on your team with you (CyHi!)
crazy, is real live spots
It don't be no dope on Sundays, or
Because that's them folks sliding through
they main days, Tuesdays, Thursdays and Sundays
So you either pick yo or pick yo battles right, cuz
Shit, nigga up and be lost
People just moving and smuggling
All you gotta do is make that shit hit that safe
And you gon have a bank to put in

Get your money and get out the
Get your money and get out the
Get your and get out the game
Get money...

I'm from the home of the peach
We had to call Meech if you wanted to order
Our blow was Miami (whew!) enjoy the Florida breeze
Got a Zo' pound and broke it to all quarter P's
Don't run off with the pack, my nigga, we used to thieves
Immigrant killers, huh, I they Portuguese
And y'all lookin' like some sittin' ducks a porch of geese
At 17, I was on the run with a
All he gave me was game and I kept it it a souvenir
I swear I seen them things come, whiter than some new
I was supposed to be in school, I it's like my junior year
Coupe DeVille, he said, "Remember three rules
First you need a tool and if you pull it, shoot to kill
shit where you lay, don't bring that work to the crib
Clique full of killers, means you got a weak crew
You need corporate gangsters,
Just can't a bunch of street dudes
gang-bang but I can call 'em if I need to
My homies was so hard, all they eat is seafood
Had a manager named Bellow, he used to me Kung-Fu
It was ironic I had to call him Sifu
Boy I'm dope, you should put the lighter on the
All I know is drug-lords, kingpins, street
Funny I'm all of them rehab
Fuck around and relapse I hear this beat slap
Just on Briarcliff Road alone, I was servin' like three
I was deep in the game, I'm talkin' to my knee
If a cutie was a mile, I just a nigga three laps
I be nervous I rap cause I be thinking the beat tap-pin'
You and dogs is all bark, I'm talkin' tree sap

Dig this, man sharpen man like steel sharpens steel, me?
Check this out cuz, every think he the slickest thing moving
'Til he gets washed in the

Get your and get out the game (get money!)
Get your money and get out the
Get your and get out the game (get money!)
Get your money (dollar, bill!)

Yeah, Godfathers, top shotters, robbers
Outsiders, box riders, God got us
Dodge Chargers, mob daughters, trap
Fly swatters, dough stoppers, got
Know who love murder, like soccer
talker, put in work, night walker
Might off ya, good shooter, propper
Dice dropper, street ties, white
I done seen it all, I was by the mob
When you stop behind the car, give yourself another car
Can't let 'em box you in, how they did Pac them
Only trust your friends as far as you can them
And you ain't a boss if you ever took a loss, pimp
you in the club leave your pistol on the car rim
My OG's retired, that's why the police never caught them
So get money and get out, that's the lost gem

See this ain't got no love for nobody
You niggas think you poppin' right
You better have a plan
Put these up on this, CyHi
There's only three ways out this
Dead, or get your legal hustle on
I'm car-washes, barbershops, real-estate
App-stores, gyms, juice, clubs, ranch
Studios, me?

Get money and get out the game (get money!)
Get money and get out the game
Get your and get out the game (get money!)
Get your money (dollar, bill!)