Luyện nghe bài hát Foe tha Love of $ - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Foe tha of $
Gotta make 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 in the nighttime
Gotta get mine, ain't no shorts or no losses

Hop on the phone, callin' my nigga, Sin, at
Polishin' the MAC-1O
Gotta lick, we can hit, so your shit
once again, it's 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 up, bulldozed through the livin' room
Hopped out of the car and to blow up

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

I'm givin' up love to the hustlas, all them St.Clair
Makin' that money, on your feet
And you better believe gotta have cheese
For the leaves, never catch me sleep

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

That two-eleven, gotta get what's mine, 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 be real

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

Gotta get business on
though the buddah run me
Stun me, lovely but I'm just in it for the
Foe tha of $

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

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

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

or Eric Wright it's all the same
Now, niggas might trip on how I stacks my
I gotta it, bitch
For the love of this shit,

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

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

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

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

It's the same, steady runnin' thangs wild
And follow me now, while I ya up into a barrel 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 peep as me and me crawlin' off
On the mission to 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 just catch one
To the temple and um, raw doggin'
So nigga just make shit simple and run
To catch one nigga, me fill 'em with

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', a million
drugs when the thugs be chillin'
For the money, niggas be sellin'
Off in the cut, where you a nigga thuggin'

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

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