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

Intro: [An interview with
[I] I want to ask you, what is more to you guys?
All the money that you guys are about?
Or the artform? Or, what is 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 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 pleas the hip-hop
underground people that, that, that is for that
you know, that real shit. It's a certain way that
you can go up and doin' it

Verse 1:
Xzibit keep it on
Live, vinyl, CD or
Whatever you
I keep you bouncin' a bad cheque
See I should a trigger tattooed on my neck
To represent the that I repeat
Now you can take the out of the beat
But never take the out of the rhyme
Or tribalize, look into the eyes of the
whole style is promotional
A dead to me is just another business day
Xzibit to stay
My life, a to the A.K,
you play
A only one man can walk away from
The way he came
When I flame, it spits flames like your middlename
So why do I say fuck the
Because it and go
The industry's a pet refused to be that gigolo
I put the dope in, got fo's and
Niggas make ya
But let the money you

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

Verse 2:
Soopafly,
comin' with gangsta shit
That shit that gangstas be gettin' gangsta with
The pimps, hustlers and the players the rank I get
have to get no money from the bank, I get shit
I Stomp down your compound
Takin' all the
from the few I'm rise
Let the drop
I
Who drop when a dime got me straight
I'm still goin' for
I push you to the
And one man loc and say
to keep an open, mind
Focus on time provokin'
The G in me,
(?) when he tried to step the
AZ you are
Now gettin' with the Pound
Now who can shake it till it ground
Many are greedy
There's only one needed like E.D.I, Amin / I mean business
When it comes to the cash, I'm movin'
(Xzibit: Any other eat a dick)
Fuck shit
Make ya step
Soopafly, hit crack
is a jet
Maintainin' the top deliver
The raw, rugged likwidation be runnin' the river
Now, whether if a nigga up
Be prepared to kick rap up
Try to die in line for you cheque, huh

Hook: T] x2

Verse 3:
So I die,
bury me
So the world can kiss my ass
Live
Sippin' my bottomless glass of Hennessy, straight
So I you (?)
Xzibit comin' like a saint
So for the judgement day
Be careful what the you say
these parts
and Mozart,
the love for the and crash
Paragraphs to bust niggas in
what 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 cash every black
Never relax, never get attached to
That's not gonna hand so
I come back like
Pacific ice
With Sharif makin' sure R&B, was well
live by the gun,
but keep livin' my livin' son

Hook: 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