Luyện nghe bài hát Where My Money At

I've fucking with this game for a long time and I'm impatient
I'mma kill somebody if somebody don't make me 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 currently down the stairs
Your due, muthafucka!
Now who a fuck about the bars the hardest?
When the DJs think they're bigger stars the artists
Riding around in Ferraris doing more A & than the A & R's
And half them niggas even scratch
That's the blind leading the blind leader
Hip-hop is like the FBI in the trap The Don Diva
It makes no sense, it's ironic how I can you
though I stay so bent
I'm getting ins, everytime my money's on hip hop
That's time the house nigga wins
the drought, loving the club, Crip/Blood gun talk
Ladies and hip hop in one bar

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

2]
I put a and desist on this industry shit
Me making a friend means I just make an quit
niggas think they finna be big, their images switch
They go from getting beat by a nigga to sweet to a cinnamon
acting like they got the Vanna White 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 MC's mind, they don't say it
I flame spots, my brain and the top is on fire
How you say Nickle Nine ain't rising
Rappers no longer have to be on the lying
You get your ass whooped on the net, you a pop
I like I got the right rhyme
I flash like a Nikon
I call my motherfuckin man my money, so stands out
While I got my hand out