Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Grits

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

Dre]
I play laugh and smile, but I know ain't no joke.
You could be rich one day.
And the morning end up broke.
I'm glad I my lesson, way back in '87.
I was wide the mouth, by them burritos, 7-11.
Boy I used to think it was all 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 deal with he-o.
He gonna pay a nigga real '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 to me when I say, Get yo grits.

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

[Mac
I steady fen for green and I'm it fast.
'Cause like has no meaning when yo is flat, Boy.
Gotta that cheese on this came I'm scrabblin'.
Quit getting' spittin' mittens Hamilton's Uh.
Cheese chase and replace in them hate yo who make no cheese.
No time to be waistin' my making G's.
about it not without out it, let me hear you shout it.
My sprouted, jackers scout it, boy I don't doubt it.
Niggaz is hungry homey, lonely, without grits.
Bitches be phony, on me for chips, ain't that a
But I don't brake, and I don't fake, gotta it real.
And gone hate, 'cause I'm gone make, a mothafuckin' meal.

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

[Mac
Money makes world spin.
Not yo man or girlfriend.
I keep my on that dollar.
down nothin' but my collar.
Gotta care of me and my seed.
Buy I want, not what I need.
Nigga somethin' substantial made, I don't want no damn financial aid.
them 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 want
mail just like 2Pac momma.
Cress sider, romp rider, of robed yo bitch.
Gotta get my cabbage, bitchches, and grits.

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

[Mac Dre
Yeah, ya'll ain't feeling a though.
I'm in here hungrier a mothafucka.
Ain't got a dime in money.
But I bet ya after this shit drop be real fat boy.
You what I'm saying.
I'm hungrier then a short mouth rite now.
get it.
And big head mothafucka, who owe that 100-dollar bill.
I'm coming ya baby.
Yeah. Ya better runnin'.
Noah, that ain't no runnin', Imma yo ass.
have a million of ya'll mothafuckas.
Right there, up on the wander, in Wells Fargo Bank.
Real baby, and it don't stop.
Young up in this bitch.
Fresh out. Clef of that top Ramn.
Punno rinnin' his vanes.
Yeah, he me too.
And you know we get it
YOU KNOW WE GET IT!

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