Luyện nghe bài hát Where's Our Money?!

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

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

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

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

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

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

Show me 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 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 attack your
'Cuz I'm a real racketeer, get my money and it back here

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

(Ladies and gentlemen)
You know and I know, I might drop a
When the mic's within my reach, I don't to preach
When the mic's within my [unverified]
(Ladies and gentlemen)
When the within 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 you're the man
You think I give a 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 up my new kicks or shoes in a brawl

Any problem with the law, I'll beat the for real
you in the face with steel, leave you so you can't taste or feel
For the cash, I'll take you out and your staff
Have you lookin' funny as but I won't 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 dissed and smacked while I your stacks

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

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

(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 [unverified]