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

Verse 1:
Xzibit keep it on
Live, vinyl, CD or
Whatever you
I keep you bouncin' like a bad
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 out of the rhyme
Or tribalize, look the eyes of the emotional
Your whole is promotional
A dead giveaway to me is just another day
here to stay
My life, a to the A.K,
you wanna
A situation only one man can walk from
The same way he
When I spit flame, it flames like your middlename
So why do I say fuck the
Because it and go
The industry's a pet without refused to be gigolo
I put the dope in, got and tatoos
Niggas ya money
But let the make you

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

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

[King T] x2

Verse 3:
So I die,
bury me
So the whole world can my ass
fast
Sippin' from my bottomless glass of Hennessy,
So I you (?)
Xzibit comin' like a saint
So for the judgement day
Be what the fuck you say
Rhyme these
and Mozart,
the love for the arts and
Paragraphs to bust in half
what I fuck with
(?) to get my duck sit
Miss me if you try to make a buck
I a quick buck, only got bad luck
Black cash every trash
relax, never get attached to anything
That's not gonna hand so
I come back Christ
natural ice
With Sharif makin' sure R&B, was well
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