Luyện nghe bài hát Finale

[Verse 1 - Gudda
They call me Gudda,
I'm all the dough still,
And in my way, roadkill,
Everything my hands turn to gold,
Money, knots and with no records sold, (Yeah)
I'm manhandling with no effort,
So imagine what'll happen I start applying pressure,
Guillotine flow who ready to get nogga
In or out the booth you could get leveled

2 - Jae Millz]
Yo, we are Money,
Nigga you chocha,
It's to get real ugly, Amarosa,
YM vultures, there a family doper,
We changed the way the game looks, Sammy Sosa, (Ha ha)
is life this ain't a job, Audemare and Shapor,
Just I go hard,
Navy on navy I did it all for the Yankees,
Did it all for New York and this no need to thank me, Millz

3 - Tyga]
Uhh, fast I don't slow dance,
Money muthafucka till the world end,
Money weight, bitch, Rosanne,
I don't to these kids, grown man,
Skinny dubbed up, Lohan,
Lindsey the Benz, same color Mike skin,
ya soul spin when the ping load in,
Au revoir, goodbye, now

[Verse 4 - Chuckee]
Young money G,
Battle in my blood,
at ya boy,
Man, you have ya bungee cord,
Since Wayne me off the leash,
I ain't lose a yet,
Now come ya dog out the ring how he love that,
wid a attitude, watch how ya talk to me,
Keep playin' Freddy boi, I'll on ya Elm Street,
Trouble is what you want dog, pain is you gon' get,
It's Young money till the bone grizzle, ya

[Verse 5 - Lil'
money good night,
And yeah I'm gonna like an ultraviolet light,
Lil' cold cellar like it's open tonight,
31st nigga to write, You need a sight,
To try to see me, I'm so far gone,
Even though I'm out kids, I'm so far on
I gotta house full of chicks like the home,
up my lifestyle and I smash this song

[Verse 6 - Nicki
I'm in that cotton Bent',
Puttin' on the guts,
on white whips,
Kunta on the clutch,
You at the of the pole, Totem,
Lamar Odom, I ball, scrotom,
Flyer than a cricket so they call me Jim-any,
And going down like Santa in a chimney,
You don't ball ya baby back ribs,
You need more assist than the kids (Oh shit)

[Verse 7 -
Money we rockstars,
So fuck ya Magnum on,
And on we go long,
You feel We get that,
We in that, we run that, we back,
We hit 'em we see 'em comin' back for more,
for more..

[Verse 8 - Mack
Michael family in the building you can't hold us,
Me, Taz and be the three new moguls,
Buffet here y'all boys scrape the plates,
And we don't eat up in our whispa they got plates,
as we leave the club damn let the models go,
One word I to say on his album, Hollygrove!,
This track the finale, nah the genesis,
Young murderers, we killin' shit,

[Verse 9 -
Alright I got this, you can get this
I built it up from nuthin' you would think I'm Tetris,
Thousand dollar on but I don't ever sweat shit,
Swear the beats give me got a mafuckin' death wish,
Yeah, me who controls kings,
I don't follow rules, old things,
I'm flying through the city in a with those wings,
And my team deserves some muthafuckin' rings, Young Money

[Verse 10 - Wayne]
I'm so in bitch, CEO in this bitch,
Lil' Weezy stand tall, tippytoe in bitch
Blood muthafucka da da doe in this bitch,
Make ya get Barry Manilow in this bitch,
In the body of the World, is the blood,
And I be back and forward to the blood bank,
Uhh making deposits till I faint,
New Orleans, how about them fuckin' Saints,
It's tight on our end that Bubba Franks,
Matter fact it's too add a couple links,
I'm the barstender you a drink,
Yeah it's Young but the money ain't,
tough, Nelly nice, Nick nasty,
Streets bad, ill, Drake magic,
Harlem, Chuck wild, Twist Dallas,
And Mack rap, sing and manage,

It's Young baby.