Luyện nghe bài hát It's The Money

Now it's the money, that make this here world
And it's the money, that you wanna lay niggas down
And the money, that make you and your best buddy fight
But when you got shit, everything is tight
it's the money, that make you wanna flex for them hoes
And it's the money, thats keepin' your nose full of blow
And it's the money, that make you think that you
But niggas 'll do what it takes, just to come up on

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

Uh, since them first red and black jordans
Till' when you get nothin'
For little girl 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 your
money can make you, or break you
Them police you, cause your ridin' big-boy six hundred
Like a nigga ain't supposed to have nuttin', thats a lil' somethin'
The reason gettin' chickens in and kickin' in doors
Flippin' and burbans, living life dirty
You gotta get it in, the only way you how
you click-click-pow or you delivering flowers
Let the bullet rain showers on the nigga who you know got flow
Then took his ass out the door, for a few g's
A couple of oz's, and now you broke 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 take it like a man
And stand in these streets and hold your own a man
And man, it sad, that your man hud (hid) and ran
From the time you started talkin' that shit, like a man
So do what you can, see you lookin' kinda shawt'
Cause indeed you gone bleed on your knees, for now lost
In this maze, tryin' to find another way, just to all them filthy ways
So shake it off, and shake it loose, as I've come to say
This ain't no dream, as you gleam, just as you between
foolish things, for that ol' green, got you seein' things
So what you mean, it's the that got you in this thang
From gettin' squirreled for a buck out in this