Luyện nghe bài hát Gettin Money

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

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Lace up a fattie of the greenery, and check the scenery
Anticipation of the raw fills up the whole
Legendary from promissory notes
Authentic fatigues wrapped your throat
Coming like a hammer
My overuse of truthful grammar might me to the slammer
So I got my alibi, so if the DA try to me fry
poke 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 always want to
A for doing his thing

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

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

Kick the lotto, my motto, stash the loot in the bottle
Fill my tank up with gas and then hit the
Me and Mike G lamping Lamar and Rollo
Rocking the mic, ripping at the Apollo
the promoter for my quota
Money quench my thirst like Dr 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 park put a start to the game
what made me grab the mic and go seek fame
And put a to the emcees with styles too lame
For the treasures I lust but I fall of, In God We Trust
But I learned that doesn't mean they can't be
Just if you're too slow then you might get
Or bite the dust, the dust, bite the dust

Mega bucks in trucks falling out the sky

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

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You ask why we fly

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