Luyện nghe bài hát Where My Money At

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

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

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

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