Luyện nghe bài hát Get Money

Fuck bitches, get
niggas, get money
Fuck bitches, get
niggas, get money
Fuck bitches, get
niggas, get money

You wanna sip Mo' on my room flo'
Nintendo with Cease and Nino
Pick up my say "Poppa not home"
Sex all night, mad head in the
my V, smoke all my weed
Tattoo on tittie "B-I-G". Now check it:
You be my main squeeze, baby
Don'tcha? You want to me what I need, baby
Won'tcha life as my wife? Just think
Full-length mink, fat X and O
to match, conversation was all that
Showed you the combinations and all that
Guess you could say the one I trusted
Who would ever think that you would spread mustard?
Shit got hot: you sent Feds to my
Took me to court, to take all I got
Another plot, the bitch said I raped her
"Damn, why she stick me for my paper?"
My Moschino ho, my hottie
Come to find out you was everybody
You knew me, the fake ID
in Virginia, body in D.C
Woe! Oh is me - what I get for trickin'
Pay my own bail, to ass-kickin'
Lick in the door, the .44
All you heard was "Poppa hit me no more!"
Disrespect my clique, my imperial
Fuck around and made her box material
You me? Sucking dick, running your lips
of you, I'm on some real "fuck-a-bitch" shit

Fuck bitches, get
Fuck niggas, get
bitches, get money
Fuck niggas, get
bitches, get money
niggas, get money
Fuck bitches, get
niggas, get money

Niggas better grab a
Grab on dick as this bitch gets deep
Deeper the pussy of a bitch 6 feet
Stiff dicks feel in this little petite
Young bitch from the street, to stay down
Used to bring work outta town on
Now I'm Billboard, now niggas to hit it
Play me like a chicken, I'm pressed to get it
Rather do the killing than the jukes
Rather a million while you eat my pussy
Push me to the limit, get my in it
Get me open I'm cumming down your throat
Then, you wanna be my main squeeze,
Don'tcha? You wanna lick between my knees,
Don'tcha want to see me whippin' 3 down the Ave
Blow up spots on bitches I'm mad
Break up affairs, shots in the air
You get vexed and start everywhere
Me shifty? Now you pistol whip me
Pull out your 9 I cock on mine
Yeah, what nigga? I ain't got time for
So what, nigga? I'm not trying to hear shit
Now you wanna buy me and Armani suits
Adrienne Vittadini and Chanel 9
Things that up for all the games and the lies
Hallmark saying "I apologize"
Is you with me? How could you ever me?
But payback's a bitch, motherfucker, me
Naw I ain't gay, this no lesbo flow
Just a lil to let you motherfuckers know