Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Money Part 3

[Chorus] 2x]
Yo, New get the blood money
Drty cash, smoke green
Sill mix it wit
To all the weed
Niggaz know I'm to cop
All the shit, smell me nigga
I'm on hood shit

Back to the when I first rhymed
L.A., L.A.
When y'all first heard me
I was starving on the just selling my caine
Fast to '99, it's still the same
But now I got a car keep my up to par
Only stay in hotels be five-star
Queens, Akineyle, Deep, and Escobar
Lost Boyz, Run-D.M.C., and me
No disrespect but Queens got this locked D
Yo New get the Bloody Money, kid watch me
You my tempo, I can do it fast or slow
Eat some bubble-gum weed and yell,
All my analog thugs and my thugs
All my people that be rowdy wit in the clubs
For my and four fifths, Bloods and Crips
For my who smoke Phillies, and knows it splits
And to the niggaz on the block that rock my
To the crackhead, up the cops and shit
For all the stores, that ain't no good
To all the stocked ones everywhere that be in the
For all my people on welfare, don't care
For all them people gettin money, in Bel-Air

[Chorus] 2x]

Time zone, got blown gon?
My niggaz get high and still in the zone
Bitches, me up and hanging up
I ain't a playa, so why y'all hoes games?
I'm a hustla, and I even hustle the
I got hoes thinkin' I love em
when I don't em
And once I get the ass yo you know I'ma 'em
Tell 'em lies, hit 'em in head
Hit 'em wit
I'm a bitch
I trick a ???????
Of you lookin and you
wit me, N.O.R.E. thuggish nigga out here B
Bloody once again, yo this one Part Three
Classical song, certified, Storm
For my niggaz always when I perform
And scream - What What, when I scream - What
Straight wildin, in Superthug and they all be
Have niggaz ready to fight, hoes ready to fuck

[Chorus] 4x]