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 nigga who been puttin' it down for years, spittin'

right, holdin' it down in the streets
Fuck the bullshit
Switchin' up from sweat suits and kicks, to and slacks
Spittin' but pure facts

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

(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 my reach, [unverified]
and gentlemen
When the within my reach I'm nice like that

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

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

me respect then cut me a fat check
You little niggaz are virgins, you haven't 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, face
Cocksucker thought you had got suck in the worst place
And when I attack your fears
'Cuz I'm a real racketeer, get my money and 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
Flagrant chief that's how my behavior be

It's me gettin' stocks and bonds, runnin' with of dons
Don't buy the chain if you 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 drop a
When the mic's within my reach, I don't mean to
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 lost, just for tryna floss
I don't give a if you think you're the man
You think I give a damn? You better of a plan

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

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

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

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

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

(Ladies and gentlemen)
You know and I know, I drop a verse
the mic's 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 like [unverified]