Luyện nghe bài hát Where's Our Money?!

Yeah, heh, heh, it's y'all
It's yours truly in the house, you me
Slick, that's right
That nigga who 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 duckets
Snatchin' the cheese from right under you rats

(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 mic's within my reach,
Ladies and
When the mic's within my reach I'm like that

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

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

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

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

It's me homey, Gangsta B
Head poppin' off and it's thanks to me
Have the 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 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 know and I know, I drop a verse
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, lay you out with no remorse
You'll get tossed, legs and limbs lost, for tryna floss
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 gangbusters to bang and crush ya
'Cuz the fake cats that you hang with are
One phone call, to you all
Picture me up my new kicks or shoes in a brawl

Any with the law, I'll 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 lookin' funny as hell but I 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 dissed and smacked while I counterfeit your

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

(Ladies and gentlemen)
You and I know, I might drop 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 within my reach, I'm like that [unverified]