Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Grits

Bitches wanna get licked, niggaz get blowed.
We all wanna get rich and have fat and clubs.
Bitches wanna get licked, niggaz get blowed.
We all get rich and have fat cars and clubs.

Dre]
I play laugh and smile, but I know ain't no joke.
You could be rich one day.
And the morning end up broke.
I'm glad I learned my lesson, way in '87.
I was wide the mouth, by them burritos, 7-11.
Boy I used to think it was all about jewelry, and fits.
Till an O-G me, young nigga get yo grits.
Now I get grits and that are lum.
like Roy Jones, mind like Donald Trump.
R,-U-L-B-S.
Everything me is a. B.S.
So hustle, I must with he-o.
He gonna pay a nigga like 'cause he know.
You don't me or my scrill.
Boy I'm cool but don't make me kill.
Just sake up this tip.
And listen to me I say, Get yo grits.

Bitches wanna get licked, wanna get blowed.
We all get rich and have fat cars and clubs.
Bitches wanna get licked, wanna get blowed.
We all wanna get rich and fat cars and clubs.

Dre]
I fen for green and I'm clocking it fast.
like has no meaning when yo pockets is flat, Boy.
Gotta that cheese on this came I'm scrabblin'.
Quit spittin' mittens Hamilton Hamilton's Uh.
Cheese chase and replace in them yo wigs who make no cheese.
No time to be waistin' my conversations G's.
Savage it not without out it, let me hear you shout it.
My sprouted, jackers scout it, boy I don't doubt it.
Niggaz is hungry homey, lonely, they grits.
be phony, on me for chips, ain't that a bitch?
But I don't brake, and I don't fake, gotta it real.
And they gone hate, I'm gone make, a mothafuckin' meal.

Bitches get licked, niggaz wanna get blowed.
We all get rich and have fat cars and clubs.
Bitches get licked, niggaz wanna get blowed.
We all get rich and have fat cars and clubs.

[Mac
Money makes world spin.
Not yo man or girlfriend.
I keep my mind on dollar.
Turnin' nothin' but my collar.
Gotta care of me and my seed.
Buy what I want, not I need.
Nigga want somethin' made, I don't want no damn financial aid.
Getting' them checks the G.O.V.
You s-u-d-l-e.
day in, day out,
Big what its all about.
Boy I my bankroll.
feel cool if it ain't too old.
Gotta get cabbage, get chips.
be a savage and get my grits.
Ready for nigga, who want drama?
Collecting just like 2Pac momma.
Cress sider, rider, might of robed yo bitch.
Gotta get my cabbage, bitchches, and grits.

Bitches wanna get licked, wanna get blowed.
We all wanna get and have fat cars and clubs.
Bitches get licked, niggaz wanna get blowed.
We all wanna get and have fat cars and clubs.

Dre talking]
Yeah, ya'll feeling a nigga though.
I'm in here then a mothafucka.
got a dime in Mexican money.
But I bet ya after this shit Imma be real fat boy.
You what I'm saying.
I'm hungrier then a mouth wolf rite now.
get it.
And that big head mothafucka, who owe that bill.
I'm after ya baby.
Yeah. Ya better runnin'.
Noah, ain't no runnin', Imma catch yo ass.
have a million of ya'll mothafuckas.
Right there, up on the wander, in Wells Fargo Bank.
large baby, and it don't stop.
Young up in this bitch.
Fresh out. Clef of that top Ramn.
rinnin' through his vanes.
Yeah, he me too.
And you know we get it
YOU WE GONNA GET IT!

Bitches wanna get licked, niggaz get blowed.
We all wanna get rich and have fat and clubs.
Bitches wanna get licked, niggaz get blowed.
We all wanna get and have fat cars and clubs.