Luyện nghe bài hát Get Yo Money

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

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

I'm the home of the Georgia peach
We had to call Meech if you to order keys
Our was from Miami (whew!) enjoy 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 to torture thieves
Immigrant killers, huh, I think they
And y'all lookin' like some sittin' ducks just a of geese
At 17, I was on the run with a
All he me was game and I kept it like it a souvenir
I swear I seen them things come, than some new veneers
I was supposed to be in school, I think it's my junior year
Cadillac DeVille, he said, "Remember three rules
First you 'gon need a tool and if you pull it, to kill
Never shit where you lay, don't bring that work to the
Clique full of killers, that you got a weak crew
You need some gangsters,
Just can't have a of street dudes
Never gang-bang but I can call 'em if I to
My homies was crippin' so hard, all eat is seafood
Had a manager Bellow, he used to teach me Kung-Fu
It was ironic 'cause I had to him Sifu
Boy I'm dope, you should put the on the teaspoon
All I is drug-lords, kingpins, street cats
I'm all of them niggas rehab
Fuck around and relapse I hear this beat slap
Just on Briarcliff alone, I was servin' like three traps
I was deep in the game, I'm to my knee caps
If a cutie was a mile, I just served a three laps
I be when I rap cause I be thinking the beat tap-pin'
You and your dogs is all bark, I'm tree sap

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

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

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

See this shit got no love for nobody
You niggas you poppin' right now?
You better a back-up plan
Put these fools up on this,
There's only three out this shit
Dead, jail or get your legal on
I'm car-washes, barbershops, real-estate
App-stores, gyms, juice, clubs, ranch
Studios, me?

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