Luyện nghe bài hát Where's Our Money?!

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

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

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

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

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

A lotta these punks, all sound the same
They all sound lame, fakin' like 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

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

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

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

It's me stocks and bonds, runnin' with lots of dons
Don't buy the chain if you can't cop the
Me and my peeps carry lots of
Where's our money? 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 mic's within my reach
(Ladies and gentlemen)
When the mic's my reach I'm nice like that

For the dough, I'll lay you out no remorse
get tossed, legs 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 better think of a

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

It's gettin' overcrowded in this rap game, so I 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 mail to the for me
Flagrant chief 'cuz that's how my be

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

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