Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Money

Uh, uh, uh
Ain' no hands in brook-lyn
auto futigued fitigue the enemy
look man you wanna see me up, shot up
crotched up over the casket screamin bastard
cryin, know my friends is
i know who killed em' filled em with lugers from they rugers on they deserts
dyin' aint the shit but it's pleasant kinda quiet my niggas bring the riot

Came from the heavens just to a song for you
To the rythym of my for you, and now it's beating slow, and you know
this the end of the when i sing this slow song for you you
And love was but another gun for you
And I hide it in my hopeless soul
I'm not afraid to go down the road where we go, i don't know, you can hear callin, don't you, when the angels call like

Chorus:

if you don't wanna you can goo
but since love live here no more
the angels are flying so low, singing to you (don't you me callin you)
he's the one you (cause i hear them callin me)
and he's the one you (now that time is almost through)
time is runnin out (there's left to do)
when callin you
the angels call like (i answer)

2:
calling, for you, i will tell the now
let turn back in to stone
i do, you, it's true
fire,
we ignore the call
they were warnings all
it's cool, if i, you
when the angel's call

Chorus:

if you don't wanna you can goo
but since love don't here no more
the angels are flying so low, to you (don't you hear me callin you)
the one you love (cause i hear them callin me)
and he's the one you trust (now that is almost through)
time is runnin out (there's nothin to do)
they're callin you
When the angels like (i answer)

Uh, uh, uh
Ain' no shook hands in
auto futigued fitigue the enemy
look man you wanna see me up, shot up
moms crotched up over the screamin bastard
cryin, my friends is lyin
i know who killed em' filled em with them from they rugers on they deserts
dyin' aint the shit but it's pleasant kinda quiet watch my niggas the riot