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

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 that you and your best buddy fight
But when you got shit, everything is tight

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

I came in this thang, a little 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 niggas live and some niggas die
I was hip to the game, let no time fly by
And though it's the money that make you wanna
But it's the money that make 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 your ass get stuck

taught from me, straight from a young buck
If your shoes 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 that make this here world 'round
And the money that make 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 for them hoes
And it's the money that's your nose full of that blow
And it's the money that you think that you bulletproof
But niggas'll do it takes, just to come up on loot

Uh, ever since first red and black Jordan
Till when you couldn't get for that little girl that you were courting'
And done always 'bout how much paper you got
money can get you a little twat, if you ain't gettin' off your rock

That money can make you or you
Them police shake you 'cause ridin' big-boy six hundred
Like a nigga ain't supposed to have nuttin', that's worth a somethin'
The reason niggas chickens in and kickin' in doors

Flippin' Jags and Burbans, 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 that

Then took his ass out the door for a few G's
A of Oz's and now you broke next week
Them little court papers'll get you caught up in capers
Gone sour, money got niggas by the hour

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

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

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

So do what you can 'cause see you lookin' kinda
'Cause you gone bleed on your knees for now you've lost
In this maze, tryin' to another way just to escape 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, as you cross between
Them foolish things for ol' green got you seein' things
So what you mean, it's the money that got you in this
From gettin' squirreled for a buck out in this

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

'Cause it's the money that make you flex for them hoes
And it's the money keepin' your 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