Luyện nghe bài hát If You Want This Money

You are now a Bad Boy zone
You are now entering a Bad Boy
You are now entering a Bad Boy

This is for the niggas who ain't got shit to
I cripple thugs, because
You not Jada but you could, the slugs
your place hit up

Rap niggas in the studio, wasting
You're better off making sure papi know name well
Guess who for me, my brain sails, sells
Now it, better place checks, Bad Boy, big things nigga, HF

I put it down for mine, my crew live a life of
Constantly non-stop, they on the climb
And BK, no thing, it's dark
The sun go down, the tool start to

Outline in chalk, lift the part
Cases handle in the street, the court
Shouldn't talk the talk, you walk the walk
The Hoodfellaz, what the fuck y'all thought?

Now if you want this baby
Then I guess you in the right
And if your mind right sugar
Then you need to get up outta my

So what's the
Cant' ya see how a nigga
And let me know if you gon' ride
this paper we makin' is real, all day

It's like that
Don't get it twisted with the rap
Still walk around with the gat
make me have to point it at y'all and clap y'all

That's how I see things
Chains showin', rings glowin', Range
And my nigga push K I's like
It's gonna like that till the Pearly Gates open

And here we go, aiyyo, get it where it needs to be
in to the, P-the-D, please believe
I told it's on for life
The only bars I ever be behind is the one's I

it down, hold the crown
What I gotta brag for? should know by now
talk this and that, so we rip the track
This a fact, a wrap, uh!

Now if you want money baby
Then I guess you in the place
And if your ain't right sugar
Then you need to get up my face

So the deal?
Cant' ya see how a feel?
And let me know if you ride tonight
'Cause paper we makin' is real, all day

Yo, yo, niggas mad at the we bad
Man I won't stop a New York Taxicab
If your shit wack, we
If you got beef, we come like a tax return

We get money, hold money, no
We gon' fuck around and do murder, no motive
Aiyyo, I more, wait till I drop it
Then you can learn 'cause you a turn-off

in my veins and bought enough to numbin' the brain
Lovin' the brain, let a slob till come and arrange
Strollin' the block, honey holdin' the
1-9, come on baby, crunch time

In a blue, yellin' my fuck you's
a buck-2, circle hoods like Doug Ghouls
Huggin' the piece, ha ha, Sim is the on the street
Come on, I can make outta beef

Now if you want money baby
Then I you in the right place
And if your mind right sugar
Then you to get up outta my face

So what's the
Cant' ya see how a feel?
And let me know if you gon' tonight
'Cause this paper we is real, all day

Now if you this money baby
Then I guess you in the place
And if your mind ain't sugar
Then you need to get up outta my

So the deal?
Cant' ya see how a feel?
And let me if you gon' ride tonight
this paper we makin' is real, all day

Now if you want this money
Then I you in the right place
And if your ain't right sugar
Then you to get up outta my face

So what's the
ya see how a nigga feel?
And let me know if you gon' ride