Luyện nghe bài hát Where's Our Money?!

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

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

Plus I got my clip me this time
And we aimin' at 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 to preach
When the mic's my reach, [unverified]
and gentlemen
When the mic's my reach I'm nice like that

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

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

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 spittin' darts for years
Don't make me embarrass you in front of your so called

Them fools you in the first place, dirt 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 bring it 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 'cuz that's how my behavior be

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

(Ladies and gentlemen)
You and I know, I might drop 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 that

For the dough, I'll lay you out with no
get tossed, legs and limbs 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 think of a

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 in a brawl

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

gettin' overcrowded in this rap game, so I slap lames
Who kick phony lip with wack names
I'm so and so, I'm and that
You get dissed and smacked I counterfeit your stacks

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