Luyện nghe bài hát Gettin Paid

We blowin' bitch
I go hard, I go hard, gettin
I go hard, I go hard, paid

We don't even count the no more we just blow it
(We it all up)
We don't even count the money no we just throw it
And 'em pick it all up

Tha Truth]
Money to my waist
Somewhere in the whip I'm in no bass
Flooded the trap I a new place?
Money got to go I told 'em no space
Never hoes, hoes I don't chase
wear loc's the same as my race
All I know is stunt, a hater feel like shit to the point
that he in another place? talk
I-I-I aint the one but I on haters, looking so clean on gator
Try to me, I guarantee I'll put the beam on haters
Hood n-gga, when I come to I'm stocked up
Shit on my tryna light this block up
N-gga said I got a dope man swag, take a look at these
one of 'em rocked up
And we still on the corner in
Ace town president back then
Hope the slut I'm with got insurance so
She I'm about to run up on her back end
Like I set of bad, she was gettin'
Can take it to the streets, it to the club
I don't shit I got trash bags
make it rain, I'mma make it flood
I aint gonna talk shit talk bread
I f a hater don't like it, tell em drop
I'm in the hood a fresh set of projects
Where they either rock blue or they red
I'm the king of the
Aint nobody finna away what I came to get
Audi R8 that I came is sick, interior the colour of a all white?

We don't even count the no more we just blow it
(We it all up)
We don't even count the money no more we just it
(And 'em pick it all up)
We even count the money no more we just blow it
(We it all up)
We don't even the money no more we just throw it
(And 'em pick it all up)

[Wiz
Big in my joint, diss me there's no point
Lil guy but still all my got big heat they on point
Rollin up while I drive, engine be in the
Decided in 2005 that I can f-ck any bitch that I
Ooh, and, and and I aint trying to stunt this a two seater my can't help but ride up in the front
Ballin' most n-ggas try to pick 'em up
Throwin' so much money you try to pick some up
You tryin' different stuff at how I block em out
like a Cali n-gga even when I'm in the south
And when when my car come out the come out
Don't even get on twitter no more 'cause I'm what bitch talkin' 'bout

We don't even count the money no more we just it
(We it all up)
We don't even the money no more we just throw it
(And make 'em it all up)
We don't even the money no more we just blow it
(We it all up)
We don't even the money no more we just throw it
(And 'em pick it all up)