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

(verse 1)

woke up a long night of sex this mornin
my teeth, got fresh this mornin
hear my girl talk a lil this mornin
hit the got a bag of that this mornin
know im livin' all them dog hoes on me
dope sells all over my phone
know im finna keep it gangsta all over song
got my hands all over this
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 lacks boy
half a mil' cash in ya hand dont understand
bricks in my pants say lil dude this grown man
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, aint makin no money
ya'll aint 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, ya'll aint thuggin, 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, aint makin no money
ya'll really 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 what i was worth boy i bet you would flip
and the majority of these i done already ripped
these hoes off a pimp (what!)
tell that bitch stock earings hit me for a block to the watch
got a couple up in jail, they aint gettin out
young savage trill fam we aint sittin out
had my wife and my braclets and my pants on
i still had 85 grand on
think i aint demonic gettin on ya damn wrong
play with me, i wouldnt even take a on it
bitch put ya on, get ya ass gone
9 times outta 10 you aint stayin
ass niggas ive been tryin not to stand on em
mayne im hot, mayne ya'll need to 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 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 whip say im it
all im sayin, man dont complain, i'll it
i'll clean a grand out tha trunk 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
by the shop, got a new fade, gotta thank god for (?)
straight to the to see some new cake
aye that crown will with my shake
no matter you go ima stay in yo place
if you aint gettin no money stay in your place
grim dont then we goin all day
so out, it been snowin all day
ent and we goin all day
ya'll niggas and its all in ya'll face
(chorus)