Luyện nghe bài hát Get Yo Money

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

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

I'm from the of the Georgia peach
We had to call if you wanted to order keys
Our blow was Miami (whew!) enjoy the Florida breeze
Got a Zo' and broke it down 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 ducks just a porch 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 come, whiter than some new veneers
I was supposed to be in school, I think it's like my year
Cadillac Coupe DeVille, he said, "Remember rules
First you 'gon need a and if you pull it, shoot to kill
Never where you lay, don't bring that work to the crib
Clique full of killers, means you got a weak crew
You need some gangsters,
Just have a bunch of street dudes
Never but I can call 'em if I need 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 call him
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 when I hear this beat slap
Just on Briarcliff Road alone, I was servin' like three
I was deep in the game, I'm to my knee caps
If a cutie was a mile, I just served a nigga laps
I be nervous when I rap cause I be thinking the beat
You and your dogs is all bark, I'm talkin' sap

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

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 money (dollar, bill!)

Yeah, Godfathers, top shotters, block
Outsiders, box riders, God got us
Chargers, mob daughters, trap houses
Fly swatters, stoppers, got choppers
Know mobsters who murder, like soccer
talker, put in work, night walker
Might off ya, shooter, knife propper
dropper, street ties, white collar
I done seen it all, I was by the mob
When you behind the car, give yourself another car length
Can't let 'em box you in, how they did Pac them
Only your friends as far as you can toss them
And you a boss if you ain't ever took a loss, pimp
When you in the leave your pistol on the car rim
My OG's done retired, that's why the police caught them
So get your and get out, that's the lost gem

See shit ain't got no love for nobody
You niggas think you right now?
You better have a back-up
Put these up on this, CyHi
There's only three ways out this
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 your money and get out the (get money!)
Get your (dollar, dollar bill!)