Luyện nghe bài hát Where My Money At

I've been with this game for a long time and I'm impatient
I'mma kill somebody if somebody don't make me real rich this

1]
For starters, I'm all about the
I no artist, I'm a target, I'm like the landlord
Hip hop's currently fallen the stairs
Your due, muthafucka!
Now who gives a about the bars the hardest?
When the DJs think they're bigger than the artists
Riding around in Ferraris doing more A & than the A & R's
And half them niggas don't scratch
That's like the blind leading the leader
is like the FBI in the trap readin' The Don Diva
It no sense, it's ironic how I can straighten you
though I stay so bent
I'm about getting ins, my money's on hip hop
That's every time the house wins
Flooding the drought, loving the club, Crip/Blood gun
and gentlemen: hip hop in one bar

I've been fucking with this game for a long and I'm impatient
I'mma kill if somebody don't make me real rich this year
my money at?

2]
I put a and desist on this industry shit
Me making a friend means I just make an enemy
When niggas think they be big, their images switch
They go from getting beat by a nigga to sweet to a cinnamon
They acting like they got the Vanna White in of Fortune
But actually they spilling the
I tell her DJ to mines, or we gon' spray ya
And that's on every mind, they just don't say it
I flame spots, my brain lies and the top is on
How you gonna say Nine ain't rising
no longer have to be on the block lying
You get your ass whooped on the net, you a pop
I spazz like I got the rhyme
I flash like a shot
I call my motherfuckin man my money, so stands out
I got my motherfuckin hand out