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 mess this
hit the hood got a bag of that this
know im livin' good all dog hoes on me
good sells all over my phone
know im keep it gangsta all over this song
got my all over this chrome
nigga act hard all day long fuck that
mayne i'll put it on my chain you bust a gat
mayne let me take you to the
different color boy
a mil' cash in ya hand ya'll dont understand
bricks in my pants say lil dude this grown man
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)

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

(verse 2)

you up yo chips, to buy you a whip
with the big rims, boy you a trip
if you knew what i was worth boy i bet you flip
and the majority of these bitches i done already
hoes rippin off a pimp (what!)
tell bitch stock earings hit me for a block to the wrist watch
got a niggas up in jail, they aint gettin out
webbie young savage fam we aint sittin 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 even take a on it
bitch put ya pants on, get ya ass
9 outta 10 you aint stayin long
ass niggas ive been tryin not to stand on em
mayne im hot, 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 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, ruin it
i'll clean a hunnid out tha trunk and put you in it
bitch niggas hate, cake, niggas fake, a minute late
waitin, real estate, nigga ate like 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 to see some new cake
aye that will mess with my shake
no matter where you go ima in yo place
if you aint gettin no better stay in your place
grim dont stop then we all day
so iced out, it snowin all day
trill ent and we all day
ya'll niggas and its all in ya'll face
(chorus)