Luyện nghe bài hát It's The Money / Fake ID Interlude

Now it's the that make this here world 'round
And it's the that make you wanna lay niggas down
And it's the money that make you and best buddy fight
But when you ain't got shit, is tight

'Cause it's the money that make you wanna flex for them
And it's the money that's keepin' your nose of that blow
And it's the money that make you that you bulletproof
But niggas'll do what it takes, to come up on loot

I came in this thang, a short on change
All I had was a dime, couple rhymes and my
Tryin' to get in where I fit, in this red dirt
Plannin' a way to get this money but I can't get no

See some niggas live and some 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 make you want mine

Now for real, got to pay them bills
Money got you up, lay em' down for his
But homeboy still, you even came up
The same way you got it, see your ass gonna get

taught from me, straight from a young buck
If your ain't tied, then you bound to trip up
This money here is a dangerous weapon, get attached
You'd better count your nigga

Now it's the money that make here world 'round
And it's the money that make you wanna lay niggas
And it's the money that make you and best buddy fight
But when you ain't got shit, everything is

'Cause it's the that make you wanna flex for them hoes
And it's the money that's keepin' your nose full of blow
And it's the that make you think that you bulletproof
But niggas'll do it takes, just to come up on loot

Uh, ever since them first red and black
Till when you couldn't get nothin' for that girl that you were courting'
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 shake you 'cause you're ridin' big-boy six hundred
Like a nigga ain't supposed to have nuttin', that's worth a lil'
The reason niggas gettin' chickens in and kickin' in

Flippin' Jags and Burbans, living life
You gotta get it in, the way you know how
you click-click-pow or you delivering flowers
Let the rain showers on the nigga who you know got that flow

Then took his ass 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 caught up in
sour, money got niggas dying by the hour

Now it's the money that make this world 'round
And it's the money that you wanna lay niggas down
And it's the money make you and your best buddy fight
But when you ain't got shit, is tight

'Cause it's the money that make you wanna flex for hoes
And it's the money that's keepin' nose full of that blow
And the money that make you think that you bulletproof
But niggas'll do it takes, just to come up on loot

Now is it me or is it that you take it like a man
And stand in these streets and your own like a man
And man, ain't it sad that man hid and ran
From the time you talkin' that shit, just like a man

So do what you can see you lookin' kinda shawty'
indeed you gone bleed on your knees for now you've lost
In this maze, tryin' to find another way just to all them filthy ways
So shake it off and shake it loose, just as come to say

This ain't no dream, as you gleam, just as you between
Them foolish things for ol' green got you seein' things
So you mean, it's the money that got you in this thang
From squirreled for a buck out in this world

Now the money that make this here world 'round
And it's the money that make you lay niggas down
And it's the money make you and your best buddy fight
But you ain't got shit, everything is tight

'Cause it's the that make you wanna flex for them hoes
And it's the money that's your nose full of that blow
And it's the money make you think that you bulletproof
But niggas'll do what it takes, just to come up on