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

(verse 1)

woke up from a night 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 that mornin
know im livin' good all dog hoes on me
dope sells all over my phone
know im finna keep it gangsta all over this
got my hands all this chrome
nigga act hard all day mayne fuck that
mayne i'll put it on my chain you wont a gat
mayne let me you to the backyard
different color boy
half a mil' cash in ya hand dont understand
bricks in my pants say lil dude grown man shit
why is you shit, who is you playin wit
i got a big house, who is you wit
till you can spend type of shit on ya wrist

(chorus)

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

(verse 2)

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

(chorus)

(verse 3)

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