Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Money Part 3

[Chorus] 2x]
Yo, New York get the blood
Drty cash, smoke hydro
Sill mix it wit
To all the weed
Niggaz I'm known to cop
All the good shit, me nigga
I'm on some shit

Back to the essence when I rhymed
L.A., L.A.
When y'all niggaz first me
I was starving on the train just my caine
Fast forward to '99, it's still the
But now I got a car keep my up to par
Only stay in that be five-star
Queens, Akineyle, Mobb Deep, and
Boyz, Run-D.M.C., 'Pone and me
No disrespect but got this shit locked D
Yo New York get the Bloody Money, kid me
You know my tempo, I can do it fast or
Eat bubble-gum weed and yell, GERONIMO
All my analog thugs and my digital
All my people that be rowdy wit weed in the
For my knives and four fifths, Bloods and
For my people who smoke Phillies, and knows it
And to the on the block that rock my shit
To the crackhead, waking up the cops and
For all the stores, that ain't no good
To all the stocked everywhere that be in the hood
For all my people on welfare, even care
For all them gettin money, livin in Bel-Air

[Repeat 2x]

Time zone, got ?madi gon?
My niggaz get high and fall in the zone
Bitches, callin me up and up
I a playa, so why y'all hoes playin games?
I'm a hustla, and I hustle the same
I got hoes fooled thinkin' I em
when I love em
And once I get the ass yo you I'ma thug 'em
Tell 'em lies, hit 'em in head
Hit 'em wit
I'm a millionaire
I trick a ???????
Of you lookin and you
Fuckin wit me, N.O.R.E. thuggish nigga out B
Bloody Money once again, yo this one Part
Classical song, certified, Storm
For my always there when I perform
And scream - What, when I scream - What What
Straight wildin, in and they all be stuck
Have y'all niggaz to fight, hoes ready to fuck

[Repeat 4x]