Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Money Pt. 3

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Yo, new get the blood money
Drty cash, smoke hydro
Sill mix it wit
To all the spots
know I'm known to cop
All the good shit, me nigga
I'm on some shit

Back to the when I first rhymed
L.a., l.a.
When y'all niggaz 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 my rims up to par
Only stay in hotels 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 or slow
Eat some bubble-gum weed and yell,
All my analog thugs and my digital
All my that be rowdy wit weed 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 rock my shit
To the crackhead, waking up the and shit
For all the liquor stores, that ain't no
To all the ones everywhere that be in the hood
For all my on welfare, don't even care
For all them people gettin money, livin in

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Time zone, got blown ? madi
My get high and still fall in the zone
Bitches, callin me up and up
I ain't a playa, so why y'all hoes games?
I'm a hustla, and I hustle the same
I got hoes fooled I love em
When I don't em
And once I get the ass yo you know thug 'em
Tell 'em lies, hit 'em in they
Hit 'em wit
I'm a bitch
I could 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, storm
For my niggaz always there when I
And scream - what what, when I - what what
Straight wildin, in superthug and all be stuck
Have y'all niggaz ready to fight, hoes to fuck