Luyện nghe bài hát Tar Pit

[Hook: Man (George Clinton)]
Get that money, God, keep your sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep your sword (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep sword sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep your sword (Eastside, Westside)
Get money, God, keep your sword sharp (1-2-3-4)

Blood money mercenaries, you can muscle Wu?
a foot race, who can out-hustle who?
Hip hop junkie flunky, see, monkey do
minds connect like mobster rings
Sit back, let me do my, Sinatra
I'm in the Hip Hop Hall of Fame, on the is the plaques
Old ball and chain, I her Madam X
She big cannons, sex unprotected
You better respect it, kid, we 'bout to set
You get ya ripped, eyeballs are scoping
I don't sell crack, I dopium
Catch him at the podium, nah, he too fast
X, behind the bulletproof glass
You need a Wu pass, a bag of high
with the flicks, baby, I'm camera shy

[Hook: Man (George Clinton)]
Get money, God, keep your sword sharp (1-2-3-4)

We might have to 8 one of y'all MC's
We everyday and we hustle for cheese
Got our on the front of CD's, we off the hook
W.T.C. soft and shook
Y'all not built like the Cuban Linx Clan get CREAM
And back heads down every time we
Give us a hundred grand for a show, let us
For more money, chicks, more private stock

They me Streetlife, slap the taste
Out ya mug, know ya place, you ain't thug, fix ya
Throw a slug, catch a
Meanwhile, trial, back on that cash cow
CREAM, however, a street brother know how
Point blank, I'm rank, calling shot, I got bank
Pass the rock, my hand's hot, hit 'em the showshotter
Peace to my ala mater, block scholars
Never settle for less, promoters pay us top

[Hook: Man (George Clinton)]
Get that money, God, keep your sword (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep your sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get money, God, keep your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep your sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep your sword (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep your sword (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep sword sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, your sword sharp (1-2-3-4)

[Outro: Clinton]
The Clan'll talk, Calabama niggaz quit
that short dick shit, we was s'posed to be cool
Only the clue's on the end of the stick
let the monkeys out the cage
Over-crowded blood bamboo bimbo
skeezer crackrock hoodrat
Somebody let the monkeys out the
Barney here is down to a feeding
like two Buckwheat's in a headlock
Macy Gray's hair between leg lock
Somebody let the out the cage
Ya mother's so cross-eyed, when she cry tears roll down her
Somebody let the monkeys out the
Somebody let the monkeys out the
[coughs] shit is strong, god damn, what you got in there?
Over-crowded police blood bamboo
Chickenhead skeezer hoodrat
Somebody let the monkeys out the
Ya mother's so cross-eyed, when she cry tears roll down her
niggaz all'll quit
Talking short dick shit
Speak up, no loud speaker but I'm loud
Venacular ass kicking, truth got in crowd
Shit, call me the lethal lip
The linguistic, full metal jacket of venacular
out at the mouth without Chap or Blistec
Here's a mothafucka, I didn't diaper rash
I'm toxic, metal-piercing, forked, hollow point tongue
Dum dum, pow, shot from gattling
Hooked on phonics, packing a vocabulary
Malicious, with and mayhem
Fuck a dictionary, me the mic and I'll slay
and literally poetic symptoms
Pissing me the fuck off, missing me that shit
I a venacular foot so far up in ya ass
You won't be able to pass gas
So far in ya ass one of my knees will rise so far above ya head
And you drown of a ass kicking
Leaving lyrical lacerations on your lungs, from a verbal
That on my big toe, as I flow upward
yo on ya eardrum, you wanna hear some?
Tap dance on ya tonsils, kiwi shoe polish on ya breath
in ya best rhyme, and I'm the access on the rest
Call me the proverbial verbal menacing
With the drill, I got lyrical
I could oral root canals
It's unwise to with me
Kick ya wisdom teeth down ya
Leaving you to
On where it hurts, unspoken
Tying down ya vocal cord and windpipe
With toe jamming and ya mothafucking
the dumb shit...