Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Money Pt. 3

[chorus] 2x]
Yo, new york get the blood
cash, smoke hydro green
Sill mix it wit
To all the weed
Niggaz know I'm to cop
All the good shit, smell me
I'm on hood shit

Back to the when I first rhymed
L.a., l.a.
y'all niggaz first heard me
I was starving on the train selling my caine
Fast forward to '99, it's the same
But now I got a car keep my up to par
stay in hotels that be five-star
Queens, akineyle, deep, and escobar
boyz, run-d.m.c., 'pone and me
No disrespect but queens got this locked d
Yo new york get the money, kid watch me
You know my tempo, I can do it or slow
Eat some bubble-gum weed and yell,
All my analog and my digital thugs
All my people that be rowdy wit in the clubs
For my knives and four fifths, and crips
For my people who smoke phillies, and it splits
And to the on the block that rock my shit
To the crackhead, waking up the cops and
For all the liquor stores, that ain't no
To all the stocked ones that be in the hood
For all my on welfare, don't even care
For all them gettin money, livin in bel-air

[repeat 2x]

Time zone, got blown ? madi
My niggaz get high and still in the zone
Bitches, me up and hanging up
I ain't a playa, so why hoes playin games?
I'm a hustla, and I hustle the same
I got fooled 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 millionaire
I trick a ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Of you lookin and you
Fuckin wit me, n.o.r.e. nigga out here b
Bloody money once again, yo this one part
Classical song, certified, desert
For my niggaz always there when I
And - what what, when I scream - what what
Straight wildin, in superthug and all be stuck
y'all niggaz ready to fight, hoes ready to fuck