Luyện nghe bài hát Gettin Money

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

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Lace up a fattie of the greenery, bounce and check the
of the raw fills up the whole vicinity
Legendary from promissory notes
fatigues wrapped around your throat
Coming hitting 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 poke him in his eye with a who, what, 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 for doing his thing

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

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Brush off the comp like after the hit
No one's seen the brothers with the shades of tint
Only a sign they're in like Flynt and haven't the extent
We use the as the furnace and the mouth as the vent
the set off we jump on the mic and go get off
Versatile bursting back and forth
>From the dealers and shakers, we fill the pages
To catch them we're back with flavours

Kick the lotto, my motto, stash the loot in the bottle
my tank up with gas and then hit the throttle
Me and Mike G like Lamar and Rollo
Rocking the mic, ripping shit at the
Check the promoter for my
Money quench my thirst like Dr Pepper

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

Mega bucks in armoured falling out the sky

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

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You ask why we fly

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