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

Intro: [An interview Xzibit]
[I] I want to ask you, what is important to you guys?
All the money that you guys are talkin'
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, that he said, is a fine
line where gotta pleas the or pleas the artists
that are listenin' to you. And pleas the hip-hop
underground that, that, that is looking for that
you know, that real shit. It's only a way that
that you can go up and it

1: [Xzibit]
Xzibit it on deck
Live, vinyl, CD or
you select
I you bouncin' like a bad cheque
See I should have a tattooed on my neck
To represent the heat that I
Now you can take the highs out of the
But take the rucked out of the rhyme
Or tribalize, look into the 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
I spit flame, it spits 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 fo's and
Niggas ya money
But let the money you

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

Verse 2:
Soopafly,
comin' that gangsta shit
shit that only gangstas be gettin' gangsta with
The pimps, hustlers and the players the rank I get
Never to get no money from the bank, I get shit
I Stomp down your compound
Takin' all the
Device from the few I'm
Let the others
I
Who drop when a dime never got me
I'm still goin' for
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 the Soopafly
AZ you are
Now gettin' down the Pound
Now who can shake it it break ground
Many motherfuckers are
There's only one thing needed like E.D.I, Amin / I business
it comes to the cash, I'm movin' quick
(Xzibit: Any other eat a dick)
type shit
Make ya back
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 to kick 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 can kiss my ass
fast
Sippin' from my bottomless of Hennessy, straight
So I you (?)
Xzibit comin' down a saint
So prepare for the day
Be what the fuck you say
Rhyme these
and Mozart,
the love for the arts and
Paragraphs to niggas in half
That's what I fuck
(?) time to get my sit
Miss me if you try to make a buck
I mean a buck, only got bad luck
Black cash every trash
relax, never get attached to anything
That's not hand so life
I come back like
Pacific ice
With Sharif makin' R&B, was well done
Might by the gun,
but keep through my livin' son

[King T] x4

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

Don't let this make you