Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Let The Money Make You

Intro: [An interview with
[I] I want to ask you, what is more important to you
All the money that you guys are about?
Or the artform? Or, what is more The Lyrics?
Or the leather stuff?
[X] I think, what we tryin' to do is device a way the
artform and the money is on a equal level.
You know what I mean, that, like he said, is a fine
line where gotta pleas the or pleas the artists
are listenin' to you. And pleas the real hip-hop
underground people that, that, that is for that
you know, real shit. It's only a certain way that
you can go up and doin' it

Verse 1:
Xzibit it on deck
Live, vinyl, CD or
Whatever you
I keep you bouncin' a bad cheque
See I have a trigger tattooed on my neck
To represent the that I repeat
Now you can take the out of the beat
But take the rucked out of the rhyme
Or tribalize, look the eyes of the emotional
Your style is promotional
A dead giveaway to me is just another day
Xzibit to stay
My life, a to the A.K,
you play
A only one man can walk away from
The same way he
When I spit flame, it spits flames like your
So why do I say fuck the
it come and go
The industry's a pet without refused to be gigolo
I put the dope in, got fo's and
make ya money
But let the money you

Hook: T] x2
We make, money, money
Take's money to
The meanin' of with statted chips is stay alive
Cause all about the C-notes
Gonna be fuckin' when you're this too
Don't let the money you

2: [Soopafly]
Soopafly,
comin' with that shit
That shit that only gangstas be gettin' with
The pimps, hustlers and the know the rank I get
Never to get no money from the bank, I get shit
I Stomp down your compound
all the shots
Device from the few I'm
Let the drop
I
Who drop when a dime never got me
I'm still for broke
I push you to the
And one man loc and say
Smokin' to an open, mind
on military time provokin'
The G in me,
(?) when he tried to step the
AZ you are
Now gettin' with the Pound
Now who can it till it break ground
motherfuckers are greedy
There's only one needed like E.D.I, Amin / I mean business
it comes to the cash, I'm movin' quick
(Xzibit: Any nigga eat a dick)
Fuck type
Make ya back
Soopafly, hit like
is a jet
Maintainin' the top figures
The raw, rugged that be runnin' the river
Now, if a nigga step up
Be to kick your rap up
Try to die in for you cheque, huh nigga

Hook: T] x2

3: [Xzibit]
So I die,
me upside-down
So the whole can kiss my ass
Live
Sippin' from my glass of Hennessy, straight
So I you (?)
Xzibit comin' down a saint
So for the judgement day
Be what the fuck you say
Rhyme parts
and Mozart,
the love for the arts and
Paragraphs to bust in half
That's what I with
(?) time to get my sit
Miss me if you try to a buck with
I mean a buck, only got bad luck
Black cash every trash
Never relax, get attached to anything
That's not gonna hand so
I come back Christ
natural ice
With Sharif makin' R&B, was well done
Might by the gun,
but keep livin' through my son

[King T] x4

T]
We make, make, money, money, make, money, money, (x4)
We take money, money, take money, money, money (x4)

Don't let this money you