Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Money Pt. 3

[chorus] 2x]
Yo, new york get the blood
Drty cash, hydro green
Sill mix it wit
To all the weed
Niggaz know I'm to cop
All the shit, smell 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 just selling my caine
forward to '99, it's still the same
But now I got a car keep my up to par
Only stay in hotels that be
Queens, akineyle, mobb deep, and
boyz, run-d.m.c., 'pone and me
No disrespect but queens got shit 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 and yell, geronimo
All my thugs and my digital thugs
All my people that be rowdy wit weed in the
For my and four fifths, bloods and crips
For my people who smoke phillies, and it splits
And to the niggaz on the block that my shit
To the crackhead, waking up the and shit
For all the liquor stores, that no good
To all the ones 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 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 thinkin' I love em
When I don't em
And once I get the ass yo you know i'ma 'em
'em lies, hit 'em in they head
Hit 'em wit
I'm a bitch
I trick a ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Of you foul and you
Fuckin wit me, n.o.r.e. thuggish out here b
Bloody once again, yo this one part three
Classical song, certified, desert
For my niggaz always when I perform
And scream - what what, when I scream - what
wildin, in superthug and they all be stuck
Have y'all niggaz to fight, hoes ready to fuck