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

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

Verse 1:
keep it on deck
Live, vinyl, CD or
Whatever you
I keep you bouncin' like a bad
See I should have a tattooed on my neck
To represent the that I repeat
Now you can take the highs out of the
But never take the rucked out of the
Or tribalize, look the eyes of the emotional
Your style is promotional
A dead giveaway to me is just business day
Xzibit here to
My life, a to the A.K,
you wanna
A situation only one man can away from
The way he came
When I spit flame, it spits flames like middlename
So why do I say fuck the
Because it and go
The industry's a pet without refused to be that
I put the dope in, got fo's and
Niggas ya money
But let the make you

[King T] x2
We make, money, money
money to survive
The meanin' of life with statted chips is stay
it's all about the C-notes
Gonna be fuckin' when you're rollin' too
Don't let the make you

Verse 2:
Soopafly,
comin' with gangsta shit
That shit only gangstas be gettin' gangsta with
The pimps, and the players know the rank I get
Never to get no money from the bank, I get shit
I Stomp your whole compound
all the shots
Device from the few I'm
Let the others
I
Who drop when a never got me straight
I'm still for broke
I push you to the
And one man loc and say
Smokin' to an open, mind
Focus on military time
The G in me,
(?) when he tried to step the
AZ you are
Now gettin' with the Pound
Now who can shake it it break ground
Many motherfuckers are
There's only one thing needed E.D.I, Amin / I mean business
When it comes to the cash, I'm quick
(Xzibit: Any nigga eat a dick)
type shit
Make ya step
Soopafly, hit crack
is a jet
Maintainin' the top deliver
The raw, rugged likwidation that be runnin' the
Now, whether if a step up
Be prepared to your rap up
Try to die in for you cheque, huh nigga

[King T] x2

Verse 3:
So I die,
me upside-down
So the world can kiss my ass
Live
from my bottomless glass of Hennessy, straight
So I you (?)
Xzibit comin' down a saint
So for the judgement day
Be careful what the you say
Rhyme parts
and Mozart,
the for the arts and crash
Paragraphs to niggas in half
what I fuck with
(?) to get my duck sit
Miss me if you try to make a buck
I mean a buck, only got bad luck
Black cash every trash
Never relax, never get to anything
That's not gonna so life
I back like 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