Luyện nghe bài hát Where's Our Money?!

Yeah, heh, heh, time y'all
yours truly in the house, you know me
Baldhead Slick, that's
That who been puttin' it down for years, spittin' fire

right, holdin' it down in the streets
Fuck the industry
Switchin' up from suits and kicks, to gators and slacks
Spittin' nothin' but facts

Plus I got my clip me this time
And we aimin' at head, punk
Ill Kid Records, New duckets
Snatchin' the from right under you rats noses

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

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

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

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

Them fools gassed you in the first place, dirt
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

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

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

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

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

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

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

gettin' overcrowded in this rap game, so I slap lames
Who kick phony lip with wack names
I'm so and so, I'm this and
You get dissed and smacked while I your stacks

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

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

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