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

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 your shit
'Cause once again, it's on to the dome with a of
(Burb)
My wig to the curb, so we

And rolled out to up the triple-six thug
And follow the for robbin' the dope house
jump outta me bong, so high, now comin'
To slay four grenades and a gauge

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

Buck, buck and a kabloom, me
All bodies all over the room, them doomed
And gotta move fast, why? The 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 up love to the hustlas, all them St.Clair thugstas
Makin' that money, on your feet
And you believe gotta have that 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
me sale, twenties, nickels and dimes
Beat up and up a lick up

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

Thuggin' on the glock-glock, creepin' on a up
Won't 'til I'm done up, gotta blaze me blunt up
Hunt up another and scheme, gotta make some green
'Cause soldiers nut up, 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 $
Gotta make money, man
money, man
It's the same, now

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

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

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

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

When dough got me thugsta, thuggish
for my crime everytime, follow me down the nine 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
with Ruthless, the thug I be
Me put 'em in mud, 'em and pump blood

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

It's still the same, steady runnin' thangs
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 for my thang off in this thug game
So peep as me creep and me off
On the to back in the days
niggas was bailin' with sawed-offs

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

And, bitch, if you're stallin', you might just one
To the and um, Bone raw doggin'
So nigga just this 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 and get richer
'Cause bitch, you were slippin', I'll cut ya, rip ya
Then ya down, steady robbin' and stealin', makin' a killin'

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

Off in braids and skullies and I stick 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, Bone, Wish Bone
And Flesh-n-Bone and I'm that nigga, Bone
In the house