Luyện nghe bài hát Just Getting My Money

Just getting my
All the girls in the world wanna wit me
Just my money
I'm a playa can't you see

Just my money
all the way what can I say
Just my money
I'm the prince of the funk and it sounds way

myself
As the chief-king Hard
Looking cold the blow
Of wind smoke a bodyguard

as the slickest
Slicker you can
me ya goofy trick
And then I'll ya

Got me all hot when be at me
Tryin' ta kick off something 'cause I be
But I don't trip at all, I on macking
Sit back relax as my ends keep on

it out I strut
Peeping all the butts
Can I get it on you, can a cut
Of a raw dope party

That have you in one hit
Of the key to mack, have you
game from the Chi-town
The fly town, stop all you fat girls

I'ma thousand grammes so act
Playas hated faded
Ain't funny, dummy
Yo girl be giving up the

Just getting my
All the girls in the wanna ride wit me
getting my money
I'm a Chi-town playa you see

Just getting my
Mack all the way can I say
Just my money
I'm the prince of the funk and it sounds way

Brothers me you know, I have ta ball a bit
Out wit the Conflict and you we runnin' it
My fellas told me a gang hanging on the road
Rolling down the macking on these 3-0-4's

They peeping to the game but they all the same
Rolling wid me this trying ta get up in yo brain
But I maintain and I gotta claim mine
Running wid renegades stepping in between lines

We rolling up the vibes, in the 9-5
Kilo, Cold Hard and the Never wid the Style
Freaks in Deca-T West side and the best
'Cause we westbound put 2 up on ya now

Bow down, bow-wow yo
Conflict's got 'em in the barn smoking on hay
But it's on to the break a dawn, dawn of the day
As I chill wid the Conflict, just my money!

getting my money
All the girls in the world wanna wit me
Just my money
I'm a Chi-town playa you see

getting my money
Mack all the way can I say
getting my money
I'm the prince of the funk and it this way

for the hood I be live 4-5 by my side
As I ride on the funky track yo back
In the 'Lac we be like snicking a mix this
Every day when I play my way

it ain't no thing for me ta just chill
Got my money in my pocket everything is
Who is me? is me? Could you be like me?
Creepin' it's the weekend and be sneaking

Bass my chest when I'm off the cess-sime
Ya see the mack make it
All a y'all we can party all night
ya hands in the s-k-y put 'em up high

Sweet, beet, good ta eat
Get ya champagne glasses is on me
To all you MCs, playas indeed, the wicked Wild Style
And I'd like ta say

Just my money
All the girls in the world ride wit me
getting my money
I'm a Chi-town can't you see

Just my money
all the way what can I say
Just my money
I'm the prince of the and it sounds this way