Luyện nghe bài hát Wavybone

[Intro: J]
The hustle
money is, gettin' money is
Put your to, something you want
money is, gettin' money is
It true

[Hook: J]
Gettin' money is I do, thought you knew
money is what I do
Gettin' money is I do
Gettin' money is I do

1: A$AP Rocky]
I remember all the on different corners spittin' pitchin' water
Now I'm off the shit I thought of
From the home of the richest
I'm Richard Porter mixed Mr. Porter
This picture all the jiggy shit I
I went to and almost got deported
The fans is screaming when I hit the
I visit Nice like it's my daughter
Vision broad, I thought of all the different and all
Poor without a sip of water, to get my shit in order
And do somethin' different, tired of the same old shit
I'm spittin' lines, 'bout the section lines
I sit you who listen for us
I see prison for us until we pull back, that's a fact
Get money, yeah I do that, you knew that

2: Pimp C]
Candy low slider, I'm a sole
Keep a in my riser, bitch I'm keepin' it liver
the average Joe, I think fast, talk slow
He think he want a war but he really wanna go
Gettin' me some head Sheryl Crow
A helluva blow, a millionaire snow
You can your time, with the goody goody two shoes
Now I'm puttin' em on the spot, I a ho the blues
I'm on her cock, I put her on the block
You think I'm startin' over, bitch I never stop
Poppin' the trunk, and the pills
Don't give a fuck bout where from
give a fuck bout how you feel

[Verse 3: J]
I'm the best still in this game, I'm bitch like Rick James
Gotta group of in MIA, get a condo in Biscayne
The Louis store I bands, the Gucci store I drop bands
Prada store I went ham, my wrist it cost a lamb
girlfriend a groupie like Trident she wanna chew me
Hell naw I ain't 'em I'm a dog just like Snoopy
And I leave the mall it's sold out, erryday shoppin'
Taylor gang, blowin' money, 50,000 on wrist
100,000 in a bag, we takin' off, bitch pack your bags
Bitch I from hella nothin', damn right I have to brag
Try me and I'll pop your ass, stupid nigga, get a bag
All I talk is money ho, niggas don't lollygag

4: Bun B]
Get money is the reason most people wake up
The root of why relationships is startin' break ups
While niggas get haircuts, and bitches do
While we take penitentiary chances, we shake up
It's an everyday struggle for the dollar
Some is in the streets and some is blue collar
up in your field and man it make you wanna holler
Say prayer for a player, amen inshallah
Been like that, ain't a thing change
Money on mind, the red of my
Candy paint is gonna that stain
Lean on left, the of my grain
See ain't a damn thing but the weather
So If you ain't breakin' bread then we can't sit together

Gettin' is what I do