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 guys are talkin'
Or the Or, what is more important? The Lyrics?
Or the leather sized
[X] I think, what we tryin' to do is a way that the
artform and the money is like on a level.
You know what I mean, that, that like he said, is a
line where gotta pleas the crowd or the artists
that are listenin' to you. And pleas the real
underground people that, that, that is for that
you know, that real shit. It's a certain way that
that you can go up and it

Verse 1:
Xzibit keep it on
Live, vinyl, CD or
Whatever you
I keep you like a bad cheque
See I have a trigger tattooed on my neck
To represent the heat I repeat
Now you can take the highs out of the
But never take the rucked out of the
Or tribalize, into 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 situation only one man can away from
The same way he
When I flame, it spits flames like your middlename
So why do I say the fame
Because it and go
The industry's a pet without refused to be gigolo
I put the dope in, got and tatoos
make ya money
But let the make you

[King T] x2
We make, money, money
Take's money to
The meanin' of life with statted is stay alive
Cause it's all the C-notes
Gonna be when you're rollin' this too
let the money make you

Verse 2:
Soopafly,
comin' with that shit
That shit that gangstas be gettin' gangsta with
The pimps, hustlers and the players the rank I get
Never have to get no money from the bank, I get
I Stomp down your whole
all the shots
Device the few I'm rise
Let the drop
I
Who when a dime never got me straight
I'm goin' for broke
I you to the stroke
And one man loc and say
Smokin' to keep an open,
on military time provokin'
The G in me,
(?) he tried to step the Soopafly
AZ you are
Now gettin' with the Pound
Now who can shake it till it break
Many are greedy
There's one thing needed like E.D.I, Amin / I mean business
When it comes to the cash, I'm movin'
(Xzibit: Any nigga eat a dick)
Fuck shit
Make ya step
Soopafly, hit crack
is a jet
Maintainin' the top figures
The raw, rugged likwidation that be runnin' the
Now, whether if a step up
Be to kick your rap up
Try to die in line for you cheque, huh

Hook: T] x2

Verse 3:
So I die,
bury me
So the whole world can my ass
fast
Sippin' my bottomless glass of Hennessy, straight
So I you (?)
Xzibit comin' down a saint
So prepare for the day
Be careful the fuck you say
these parts
and Mozart,
the love for the arts and
to bust niggas in half
That's I fuck with
(?) time to get my sit
me if you try to make a buck with
I a quick buck, only got bad luck
Black every black trash
Never relax, never get to anything
That's not hand so life
I come back Christ
Pacific ice
Sharif makin' sure R&B, was well done
Might by the gun,
but keep livin' through my son

Hook: T] x4

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

Don't let money make you