Luyện nghe bài hát Where's Our Money?!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Them fools gassed you in the first place, face
Cocksucker thought you had wins got suck in the place
And that's when I attack your
'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 in the mail to the bank for me
Flagrant chief that's how my behavior be

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

(Ladies and gentlemen)
You know and I know, I might a verse
the mic's within my reach, I don't mean to preach
When the mic's within my [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 a fuck if you think you're the man
You think I a damn? You better think of a plan

I come through like gangbusters to and crush ya
'Cuz the fake cats you hang with are suckas
One call, death to you all
me scuffin' up my new kicks 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 your staff
Have you lookin' funny as hell but I laugh

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

It's me homey, Gangsta B
Head Slick poppin' off and it's 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' 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 a verse
When the mic's my reach, I don't mean to preach
When the mic's within my [unverified]
(Ladies and gentlemen)
When the mic's within my reach, I'm nice that [unverified]