Luyện nghe bài hát He Got Money

Maybe it like we take it too far
But we ain't never had
All we know is hustlin' we be on that cash
And we see a bad bitch

You know we got
You we got money
You we got money (yeah)
You we got money

up!
You we got money
But ask that nigga for nothing
You know he act (you know he act funny)
You know he got (I know we got)
at his gloss! (look at his gloss!)
And all of his niggas is
Look at him like bosses!

You he got money!
He go in the club, he leave with a and he go in her tummy
If that said it
You know he lyin'
And if he you
You that he buyin'

(You he got money)
You he got paper
How dare you show him apartments that ain't got no
You know that he
He a jacuzzi
He need a
He need him a bitch in Emilio

it seems like we take it too far
But we ain't never had
All we know is hustlin' we be on that shit
And when we see a bad

She be
You know he got (you know he got money)
You know he got money (you he got money)
You know he got (you know he got money)
You he got money (get up)

You he got mula (know he got mula)
And he ain't no breaks, nigga, no Ferris Bueller
He tryna build him a house on the
That sits right across from his on the ocean

You know he got
You he got Asians, you know he got Haitians
he got bunnies (bunnies)
Lon Bon, she Chanel
Photoshoots Dave La Chappelle
You know he be
Yeah, he hit her but how the fuck he 'posed to know that's your
All he she thinkin', she chose
You gotta do better when pickin' these

Maybe it like we take it too far
But we ain't never had
All we know is hustlin' we be on that cash
And when we see a bad (when we see a bad bitch)

She be
You he got money (you know he got money)
You know he got money (you he got money)
You he got money (you know he got money)

Maybe I'm to blame for the I glorify
All the girls I with
All the my shorty cried
of the rich and young
Crackers hate a
Jackas make it so you gotta go and get gun
Where they get them pictures
Who taking photographs?
is peekin' at you
Last year, they ain't even yo' ass
Niggas run, yo' block is mad, run, yo' city hurt
"Why you put yo' city first?" I had to go and get it first!

Wishin' I could hit
I'd a scooped up Chrissy
He be in no hearse
Killed my nephew Rocket over was in his pocket
So, yeah, he got money but, tell me, does it profit?

it seems like we take it too far
But we ain't had shit (don't lose yourself)
All we know is we be on that cash shit
And we see a bad bitch (turn the lights on)

She be
You know he got (you know he got money)
You he got money (you know he got money)
You know he got (you know he got money)
You he got money