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 this mornin
hear my girl talk a lil this mornin
hit the hood got a bag of that this
know im good all them dog hoes on me
good dope sells all over my
know im finna keep it gangsta all over song
got my all over this chrome
nigga act hard all day long fuck that
mayne i'll put it on my you wont bust a gat
mayne let me you to the backyard
color lacks boy
half a mil' cash in ya hand ya'll understand
bricks in my say lil dude 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 no money, ya'll aint makin no money
ya'll aint really doin nothin, ya'll thuggin, ya'll stuntin
ya'll makin no money, ya'll aint makin no money
ya'll aint really doin nothin, ya'll aint thuggin, stuntin
ya'll makin no money, ya'll aint makin no money
ya'll aint really doin nothin, just fuckin around

(verse 2)

you saved up yo chips, to buy you a
music with the big rims, boy you a
if you knew i was worth boy i bet you would flip
and the majority of these bitches i done already
these hoes rippin off a (what!)
tell that bitch stock earings hit me for a block to the wrist
got a niggas up in jail, they aint gettin out
webbie young trill fam we aint sittin out
had my beater 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 even take a on it
put ya pants on, get ya ass gone
9 outta 10 you aint stayin long
devil ass ive been tryin not to stand on em
im hot, mayne ya'll need to turn tha fan on

(chorus)

(verse 3)

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