Luyện nghe bài hát Get Yo Money

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

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

I'm the home of the Georgia peach
We had to Meech if you wanted to order keys
Our blow was from Miami (whew!) the Florida breeze
Got a Zo' pound and broke it down to all P's
Don't run off with the pack, my nigga, we used to thieves
Immigrant killers, huh, I think they
And y'all like some sittin' ducks just a porch of geese
At 17, I was on the run a fugitive
All he gave me was and I kept it like it a souvenir
I I seen them things come, whiter than some new veneers
I was supposed to be in school, I think it's like my year
Cadillac DeVille, he said, "Remember three rules
First you 'gon a tool and if you pull it, shoot to kill
Never shit where you lay, don't that work to the crib
Clique of killers, that means you got a weak crew
You some corporate gangsters,
Just can't have a bunch of dudes
gang-bang but I can call 'em if I need to
My homies was crippin' so hard, all eat is seafood
Had a manager named Bellow, he used to teach me
It was 'cause I had to call him Sifu
Boy I'm dope, you should put the on the teaspoon
All I know is drug-lords, kingpins, cats
I'm all of them niggas rehab
Fuck around and relapse when I hear this slap
Just on Road alone, I was servin' like three traps
I was deep in the game, I'm talkin' to my caps
If a cutie was a mile, I just a nigga three laps
I be nervous when I rap I be thinking the beat tap-pin'
You and dogs is all bark, I'm talkin' tree sap

Dig this, man man like steel sharpens steel, understand me?
Check this out cuz, every nigga he the slickest thing moving
he gets washed in the game

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
Chargers, mob daughters, trap houses
Fly swatters, dough stoppers, got
Know mobsters who murder, like soccer
Light talker, put in work, walker
Might off ya, shooter, knife propper
Dice dropper, street ties, collar
I done it all, I was taught by the mob
When you stop behind the car, give another car length
Can't let 'em box you in, that's how they did Pac
Only trust your friends as far as you can toss
And you ain't a boss if you ain't ever a loss, pimp
When you in the club your pistol on the car rim
My OG's done retired, that's why the police caught them
So get your money and get out, the lost gem

See this shit ain't got no love for
You think you poppin' right now?
You better have a plan
Put fools up on this, CyHi
There's only three ways out shit
Dead, jail or get your hustle on
I'm car-washes, barbershops, real-estate
App-stores, gyms, juice, clubs, shops
Studios, me?

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