Luyện nghe bài hát Foe Tha Love Of $

Foe tha of $
make that money, man
money, man
It's the same, now

Gotta get on the grind, pop in the clip of my
And bitch, if you slip, you hit the
And fall in the
Gotta get mine, ain't no shorts or no losses

Hop on the phone, my nigga, Sin, at home
the MAC-1O chrome
Gotta lick, we can hit, so bring shit
'Cause once again, on to the dome with a fifth of
(Burb)
My wig to the curb, so we

And rolled out to pick up the thug
And follow the murder for robbin' the house
jump outta me bong, so high, now comin'
To slay with four grenades and a

I'm a play, watch all 'em in the grave and lay
in the driveway, Wish spotted the place
And quickly rolled up, bulldozed through the room
Hopped out of the car and started to up

Buck, and a kabloom, me blew
All bodies all over the room, them doomed
And gotta fast, why? The po-po's comin'
Snatch up me yummy, so nigga, don't it's funny
I'm up quick in the nine-quat, 'cause
Flesh be lovin' money, this money

I'm givin' up to the hustlas, all them St.Clair thugstas
Makin' that money, stayin' on feet
And you better gotta have that cheese
For the green leaves, catch me sleep

Stay on the grind, get mine, down for my crime
And I hit up the nine, givin' up that 1lello
Makin' me sale, twenties, and dimes
Beat up and stick up a up

That two-eleven, gotta get what's mine, then
Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin', feelin'
That's how it is and I gotsta it in the nine-quat
Mission, to check a and still be real

on the glock-glock, creepin' on a come up
Won't sleep 'til I'm done up, gotta blaze me up
Hunt up another plot and scheme, gotta some green
'Cause nut up, what up?

get that business on
Even though the run me
Stun me, feelin' lovely but I'm in it for the
Foe tha of $

Foe tha of $
Gotta make money, man
money, man
It's the same, now

on the corner, straight slangin' rocks
Aw, shit, here the muthafuckin' cops
So I dash, I duck and I behind a tree
sure the muthafuckas don't see me

Now my fat of rocks, hell, yeah, I stuffed 'em
Police on my draws, I had to and yeah
It's still 'em, now my game is tight
Tight as is my game

Eazy-muthafuckin'-E or Eric Wright it's all the
Now, niggas might trip on how I my grip
I have it, bitch
For the love of shit, muthafucka

Gotta that money, man
money, man
It's the same, now

When got me thugsta, thuggish ways
Down for my crime everytime, follow me the nine nine
And you find all of me kind
out the Ripsta, now, drop down

Run 'em up outta me hood, rip's
When I'm makin' me grip a me click
Rollin' Ruthless, the thug I be
Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em and pump

Got to lose, bitch, ya better respect Rip
Or ya best just check this slug, goin' down
Steady and peel rounds, gunnin' with a me gang
Bang, gotta make money, man

It's still the same, steady thangs wild
And follow me now, while I take ya up into a of a gun, see
For the dub, done, for the bud, I run
For the love of my

down for my thang off in this thug game
So as me creep and me crawlin' off
On the mission to in the days
When niggas was bailin' with

And to get paid, runnin' to my side,
Lil' nigga, Ripsta, both on the for money
You up the cash, oh, that was your ass
me and my nigga was hungry

And, bitch, if stallin', you might just catch one
To the and um, Bone raw doggin'
So nigga just make this shit and run
To one nigga, me fill 'em with bullets

And 'em in rivers, remember, me killa, now
For money, me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get
bitch, you were slippin', I'll cut ya, then rip ya
Then buck ya down, robbin' and stealin', makin' a killin'

Nigga drugdealin', needin' a
Hustlin' drugs when the be chillin'
For the money, niggas be sellin'
Off in the cut, where you a nigga thuggin'

Off in braids and skullies and when I ya
And lick ya,
I get 'em up foe tha of $
Foe tha of $

Yeah, Bone in the muthafuckin'
For the nine-quats, nigga, yeah,
With Ruthless Records in bitch
My niggas, Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bone, Bone
And Flesh-n-Bone and I'm nigga, Krayzie Bone
In the house