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

(verse 1)

woke up a long night of sex this mornin
brushed my teeth, got fresh mornin
hear my talk a lil mess this mornin
hit the hood got a bag of that mornin
know im good all them dog hoes on me
good dope all over my phone
know im finna it gangsta all over this song
got my hands all over this
nigga act all day long mayne fuck that
mayne put it on my chain you wont bust a gat
let me take you to the backyard
different color boy
a mil' cash in ya hand ya'll 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 type of shit on ya wrist

(chorus)

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

(verse 2)

you up yo chips, to buy you a whip
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 done already
these hoes off a pimp (what!)
tell that stock earings hit me for a block to the wrist watch
got a couple niggas up in jail, they aint out
webbie savage trill fam we aint sittin out
had my wife and my braclets and my pants on
bitch i 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 times outta 10 you stayin long
devil ass niggas ive been not to stand on em
mayne im hot, ya'll need to turn tha fan on

(chorus)

(verse 3)

we hit tha spot and get to it, pourin it
we gettin like we growin it
a lot of 50 dolla bottles got us pourin it
drankin till im throwin it, i'll see ya'll in the
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 complain, i'll ruin it
i'll clean a hunnid grand out tha and put you in it
bitch niggas hate, niggas cake, niggas fake, a late
album waitin, real estate, nigga ate like a
and i got tha new J's, these go good with my new shades
stopped by the shop, got a new fade, thank god for (?)
straight to the hood to see new cake
aye that crown mess with my shake
no matter where you go ima stay in yo
if you aint no money better stay in your place
grim dont stop we goin all day
so iced out, it snowin all day
trill ent and we all day
ya'll niggas broke and its all in ya'll
(chorus)