Luyện nghe bài hát Ya'll Ain't Makin' No Money

(verse 1)

woke up from a long of sex this mornin
my teeth, got fresh this mornin
hear my girl talk a lil this mornin
hit the hood got a bag of this mornin
know im livin' all them dog hoes on me
good sells all over my phone
know im finna it gangsta all over this song
got my all over this chrome
nigga act hard all day long mayne that
mayne i'll put it on my you wont bust a gat
let me take you to the backyard
different color boy
half a mil' cash in ya hand dont understand
bricks in my pants say lil this grown man shit
why is you sayin shit, who is you wit
i got a big house, who is you wit
till you can spend this type of on ya wrist

(chorus)

ya'll aint makin no money, ya'll aint makin no
ya'll really doin nothin, ya'll aint thuggin, ya'll stuntin
ya'll aint makin no money, ya'll makin no money
ya'll aint really doin nothin, aint thuggin, ya'll stuntin
ya'll aint makin no money, ya'll makin no money
ya'll aint really doin nothin, ya'll aint thuggin, ya'll
ya'll aint makin no money, ya'll makin no money
ya'll aint really doin nothin, ya'll just around

(verse 2)

you up yo chips, to buy you a whip
music with the big rims, boy you a
if you knew i was worth boy i bet you would flip
and the of these bitches i done already ripped
these hoes off a pimp (what!)
tell that bitch stock earings hit me for a to the wrist watch
got a couple niggas up in jail, they gettin out
webbie young savage trill fam we aint out
had my wife beater and my and my pants on
i still had 85 grand on
think i aint demonic on then ya damn wrong
play with me, i wouldnt take a chance on it
bitch put ya pants on, get ya ass
9 outta 10 you aint stayin long
devil ass niggas ive been tryin not to on em
im hot, mayne ya'll need to turn tha fan on

(chorus)

(verse 3)

we hit tha spot and get to blowin it, it
we money like we growin it
a lot of hunnid 50 dolla bottles got us it
drankin till im throwin it, i'll see ya'll in the
see me put the tag in the window, soarin it
my say i warn ya, my whip say im doin it
all im sayin, man dont complain, ruin it
i'll clean a hunnid out tha trunk and put you in it
bitch niggas hate, niggas cake, niggas fake, a minute
album waitin, real estate, nigga ate a buffet
and i just got tha new J's, these go with my new shades
by the shop, got a new fade, gotta thank god for (?)
straight to the hood to see some new
aye that crown will with my shake
no where you go ima stay in yo place
if you aint gettin no money stay in your place
dont stop then we goin all day
so iced out, it been all day
trill ent and we all day
ya'll broke and its all in ya'll face
(chorus)