Luyện nghe bài hát Where's Our Money?!

Yeah, heh, heh, it's time
It's truly in the house, you know me
Baldhead Slick, right
nigga who been puttin' it down for years, spittin' fire

That's right, holdin' it in the streets
the industry bullshit
Switchin' up sweat suits and kicks, to gators and slacks
Spittin' nothin' but pure

Plus I got my clip with me this
And we at your head, punk
Ill Kid Records, New Millennium
Snatchin' the cheese from right under you rats

(Ladies and gentlemen)
You know and I know, I might a verse
the mic's within my reach, I don't mean to preach
When the within my reach, [unverified]
and gentlemen
When the mic's within my reach I'm nice that

base my whole life on loot but money sure helps
I keep it like army boots to ensure wealth
I meet suckers everyday that rhyme, they say they
of them, corny as hell, won't get paid a dime

A these punks, they all sound the same
They all sound lame, fakin' they down with the game
Against me fail, I'm like the black Frankie Hale
I leave 'em slumped and they body over the rail

Show me respect then cut me a fat
You niggaz are like virgins, you haven't had ass yet
Wet behind the while I been spittin' darts for years
make me embarrass you in front of your so called peers

Them gassed you in the first place, dirt face
Cocksucker you had wins got suck in the worst place
And that's I attack your fears
'Cuz I'm a racketeer, get my money and bring it back here

me little homey, Gangsta B
Head poppin' off and it's thanks to me
Have the check in the mail to the for me
chief 'cuz that's how my behavior be

It's me gettin' stocks and bonds, runnin' lots of dons
Don't buy the chain if you cop the charm
Me and my carry lots of arms
Where's our money? our money?

(Ladies and gentlemen)
You know and I know, I might drop a
When the mic's within my reach, I mean to preach
When the mic's my reach [unverified]
(Ladies and gentlemen)
When the mic's within my reach I'm nice like

For the dough, I'll lay you out no remorse
You'll get tossed, legs and limbs lost, just for floss
I don't give a fuck if you think the man
You think I give a damn? You think of a plan

I come through like gangbusters to bang and ya
'Cuz the fake cats that you hang with are
One call, death to you all
Picture me scuffin' up my new kicks or in a brawl

Any problem with the law, I'll beat the case for
Beat you in the face with steel, leave you so you can't taste or
For the cash, I'll take you out and your staff
Have you funny as hell but I won't laugh

It's gettin' overcrowded in rap game, so I slap lames
Who kick phony lip with their wack
I'm so and so, I'm and that
You get dissed and smacked while I counterfeit stacks

me little homey, Gangsta B
Head poppin' off and it's thanks to me
the check in the mail to the bank for me
Flagrant chief 'cuz how my behavior be

It's me gettin' and bonds, runnin' with lots of dons
Don't buy the if you can't cop the charm
Me and my peeps lots of arms
Where's our money? our money?

(Ladies and gentlemen)
You know and I know, I might a verse
When the mic's within my reach, I don't to preach
When the within my reach [unverified]
(Ladies and gentlemen)
When the mic's within my reach, I'm nice like [unverified]