Luyện nghe bài hát Where's Our Money?!

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

That's right, holdin' it down in the
Fuck the bullshit
up from sweat suits and kicks, to gators and slacks
Spittin' nothin' but pure

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

For the dough, I'll lay you out no remorse
You'll get tossed, and limbs lost, just for tryna 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 to bang and crush ya
the fake cats that you hang with are suckas
One call, death to you all
Picture me scuffin' up my new or shoes in a brawl

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

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

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

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

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