Luyện nghe bài hát Rush Hour

I give a fuck less and everyday
The you give a fuck, I guess the less you make (Money)
Homie we just out tryna elevate
Heaven is a crime scene, stand the yellow tape
I started money in eleventh grade
Soon as I learned that the you do, the less you wait
Got a bigger crib, always use the extra
Shit was so in 2008
Growing pains, fill the open with Novocain
Relapse, I eat that, I don't
I'm just
You want war, this N64 champion (Sucker)
Out of space channeling, brain
Heavy rain game cancelling, to be American
They tell me "Get yourself
How much more can you make?"

I'm just grow up old and rich
get married to a local bitch
I be, I be, I be, I be over
The world don't give a about your loneliness
I'm just grow up old and rich
The world don't give a fuck your loneliness
I be, I be, I be, I be shit
The world don't a fuck about your loneliness

I'm a deranged motherfucker, took too many
Now Rush Hour, Jackie Chan, Chris Tucker
I stuck around the past six
Karma is a bitch and that bitch don't ya
We was in the attic you smell the weed
Bitches getting naked, we was E
Bitches bitches just like Ellen D
In the kitchen whipping biscuits, giving
I thank the lord I it out, no STD
Lost a few too many brain cells, I'm special
tell me "Get yourself straight
How much money can you make?"

I'm tryna grow up old and rich
Maybe get married to a bitch
I be, I be, I be, I be shit
The world don't give a fuck about loneliness
I'm just grow up old and rich
The world don't give a fuck your loneliness
I be, I be, I be, I be over
The world don't a fuck about your loneliness