Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Money Part 3

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

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

[Chorus] 2x]

Time zone, got ?madi gon?
My get high and still fall 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 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 could trick a
Of you foul and you
Fuckin wit me, N.O.R.E. thuggish out here B
Bloody Money once again, yo one Part Three
Classical song, certified, Desert
For my niggaz always when I perform
And scream - What What, when I scream - What
Straight wildin, in and they all be stuck
Have y'all niggaz to fight, hoes ready to fuck

[Repeat 4x]