Luyện nghe bài hát Gettin Money

"I'll be getting till the day that I die"

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Lace up a fattie of the greenery, bounce and the scenery
Anticipation of the raw up the whole vicinity
Legendary quotes from notes
Authentic fatigues wrapped around your
hitting like a hammer
My overuse of truthful might send me to the slammer
So I got my alibi, so if the DA try to me fry
I'll him in his eye with a who, what, when and why
Oh no, not I, done hit you up with the so now identify
Cause whether dollars or yens, the 5-ohs want to apprehend
A brother for his thing

A yo! Hotshots rock spots and smoke chocolate
about getting money till the day they die
Make money money, make money money
Take money, take money money money!
Suit chunky, well you see my pockets' fat
to go around ten times and come back
Be the A double B on the G bill
Circle it around from Brooklyn to Hill
Right the getty we caught bank from the piggy
Cause we give it to you raw to the nitty-gritty
People acting when they see me counting fifties
Buying new sneakers, "Yo, son! you get these?!"

G]
Brush off the like lint after the hit
No one's the brothers with the three shades of tint
Only a they're in like Flynt and haven't reached the extent
We use the brain as the and the mouth as the vent
the set off we jump on the mic and go get off
Versatile styles back and forth
the dealers and shakers, we fill the rhymes pages
To catch them we're back with flavours

Kick the lotto, that's my motto, the loot in the bottle
Fill my tank up with gas and then hit the
Me and G lamping like Lamar and Rollo
the mic, ripping shit at the Apollo
Check the promoter for my
quench my thirst like Dr Pepper soda

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Recognise by the 'G' at the end of the
The in the air when I spark a new flame
It was the DJs in the that put a start to the game
That's what made me grab the mic and go fame
And put a shame to the emcees styles too lame
For the treasures I lust but I fall of, In God We Trust
But I that doesn't mean they can't be touched
Just if too slow then you might get crushed
Or bite the dust, bite the dust, the dust

Mega bucks in armoured falling out the sky

"I'll be money till the day that I die"

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You ask why we fly

"I'll be getting money till the day I die" [repeat to fade]