Luyện nghe bài hát Foe Tha Love Of $

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

get on the grind, pop in the clip of my nine
And bitch, if you slip, you hit the
And fall in the
Gotta get mine, takin' no shorts or no losses

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

And out to pick up the triple-six thug
And follow the murder for robbin' the house
Smoke jump me bong, so high, now comin'
To with four grenades and a gauge

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways
Down for my crime everytime, follow me the nine nine
And you will find all of me
Check out the Ripsta, now, drop

Run 'em up outta me hood, straight
When I'm makin' me grip with a me
with Ruthless, the thug I be
Me put 'em in mud, 'em and pump blood

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

still the same, steady runnin' 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

Nigga down for my off in this thug game
So as me creep and me crawlin' off
On the to back in the days
When was bailin' with sawed-offs

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

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

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

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

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

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