Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Grits

Bitches wanna get licked, wanna get blowed.
We all wanna get rich and fat cars and clubs.
Bitches wanna get licked, niggaz get blowed.
We all wanna get rich and have fat and clubs.

[Mac
I play laugh and smile, but I life ain't no joke.
You could be rich one day.
And the next end up broke.
I'm glad I learned my lesson, way in '87.
I was wide around the mouth, by burritos, 7-11.
Boy I used to it was all about jewelry, cars and fits.
Till an O-G told me, young get yo grits.
Now I get grits and that are lum.
like Roy Jones, mind like Donald Trump.
R,-U-L-B-S.
Everything me is a. B.S.
So hustle, I must deal he-o.
He gonna pay a nigga like 'cause he know.
You play me or my scrill.
Boy I'm cool but don't make me kill.
Just up this pimpin' tip.
And listen to me I say, Get yo grits.

Bitches wanna get licked, wanna get blowed.
We all wanna get rich and have fat and clubs.
Bitches get licked, niggaz wanna get blowed.
We all wanna get rich and fat cars and clubs.

Dre]
I fen for green and I'm clocking it fast.
'Cause has no meaning when yo pockets is flat, Boy.
Gotta have cheese on this came I'm scrabblin'.
getting' spittin' mittens Hamilton Hamilton's Uh.
Cheese and replace in them hate yo wigs who make no cheese.
No time to be my conversations making G's.
about it not without out it, let me hear you shout it.
My cabbage sprouted, jackers it, boy I don't doubt it.
Niggaz is hungry homey, lonely, they grits.
Bitches be phony, on me for chips, ain't a bitch?
But I don't brake, and I don't fake, gotta it real.
And they gone hate, I'm gone make, a mothafuckin' meal.

Bitches wanna get licked, wanna get blowed.
We all wanna get rich and have fat and clubs.
wanna get licked, niggaz wanna get blowed.
We all wanna get rich and fat cars and clubs.

[Mac
makes this world spin.
Not yo man or girlfriend.
I keep my mind on dollar.
Turnin' down but my collar.
take care of me and my seed.
Buy what I want, not I need.
Nigga want somethin' substantial made, I don't no damn financial aid.
Getting' checks from the G.O.V.
You s-u-d-l-e.
day in, day out,
Big what its all about.
Boy I my bankroll.
Don't feel cool if it too old.
get cabbage, gotta get chips.
Gotta be a and get my grits.
Ready for funk nigga, who drama?
Collecting mail just like momma.
Cress sider, romp rider, of robed yo bitch.
Gotta get my cabbage, bitchches, and grits.

Bitches get licked, niggaz wanna get blowed.
We all wanna get rich and have fat and clubs.
wanna get licked, niggaz wanna get blowed.
We all wanna get rich and have fat and clubs.

[Mac Dre
Yeah, ya'll ain't a nigga though.
I'm in hungrier then a mothafucka.
Ain't got a in Mexican money.
But I bet ya this shit drop Imma be real fat boy.
You know I'm saying.
I'm hungrier then a short wolf rite now.
get it.
And that big head mothafucka, who owe 100-dollar bill.
I'm coming ya baby.
Yeah. Ya keep runnin'.
Noah, that no runnin', Imma catch yo ass.
Gonna a million of ya'll mothafuckas.
Right there, sittin' up on the wander, in Fargo Bank.
large baby, and it don't stop.
Young up in this bitch.
Fresh out. Clef full of top Ramn.
Punno through his vanes.
Yeah, he me too.
And you we gonna get it
YOU WE GONNA GET IT!

Bitches wanna get licked, niggaz get blowed.
We all wanna get rich and have fat and clubs.
Bitches wanna get licked, niggaz get blowed.
We all wanna get rich and fat cars and clubs.