Luyện nghe bài hát Wavybone

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gettin' is what I do