Luyện nghe bài hát Where My Money At

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

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

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

2]
I put a cease and desist on industry shit
Me making a friend I just make an enemy quit
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 in Wheel 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 Nickle Nine ain't
Rappers no have to be on the block lying
You get ass whooped on the net, you a pop icon
I like I got the right rhyme
I flash like a Nikon
I my motherfuckin man my money, so money stands out
I got my motherfuckin hand out