Luyện nghe bài hát It's The Money

Now it's the money, that make this world round'
And it's the money, make you wanna lay niggas down
And it's the money, that make you and your buddy fight
But when you ain't got shit, is tight
Cause it's the money, that make you flex for them hoes
And it's the money, thats keepin' your full of that blow
And it's the money, that make you that you bulletproof
But niggas 'll do what it takes, just to up on loot

I came in thang, a little short on change
All I had was a dime, couple rhymes, and my
Tryin' to get in where I fit, stuck in red dirt
Plannin' a way to get this money, but I can't get no
See some live, and some niggas die
I was hip to the game, let no time fly by
And it's the money, that make you wanna shine
But believe it's the money, that you want mine
Now nigga for real, got to pay them
Money got you up, lay em' down for his
But homeboy still, you even came up
The same way you got it, see ass gonna get stuck
Thats tought from me, straight from a young
If your shoes ain't tied, you bound to trip up
money here, is a dangerous weapon, never get attached
You'd better your blessin's nigga

Uh, since them first red and black jordans
Till' when you couldn't get
For that little that you were courtin'
And always been bout' how much paper you got
That money can get you a little twat, if you ain't gettin' off rock
money can make you, or break you
Them police shake you, your ridin' big-boy six hundred
Like a nigga ain't supposed to have nuttin', thats worth a lil'
The reason niggas gettin' in and kickin' in doors
jags and burbans, living life dirty
You get it in, the only way you know how
Whether you click-click-pow or you delivering
Let the bullet rain showers on the nigga who you know got that
Then his ass straight out the door, for a few g's
A couple of oz's, and now you next week
Them little green court papers'll get you up in capers
Gone sour, money got dying by the hour

Now is it me, or is it that you can't it like a man
And stand in these streets and your own like a man
And man, it sad, that your man hud (hid) and ran
From the you started talkin' that shit, just like a man
So do you can, cause see you lookin' kinda shawt'
indeed you gone bleed on your knees, for now you've lost
In this maze, to find another way, just to escape all them filthy ways
So it off, and shake it loose, just as I've come to say
This ain't no dream, as you gleam, as you cross between
Them foolish things, for that ol' green, got you seein'
So what you mean, it's the money that got you in this
From gettin' squirreled for a buck out in this