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

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

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

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

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 you wanna shine
But believe it's the money that make you mine

Now nigga for real, got to pay bills
Money got you fucked up, lay em' for his
But homeboy still, you ain't came up
The same way you got it, see your ass gonna get

That's from me, straight from a young buck
If your shoes ain't tied, then you bound to up
money here is a dangerous weapon, never get attached
You'd better count blessings nigga

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

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

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

money can make you or break you
Them police shake you 'cause you're big-boy six hundred
Like a nigga supposed to have nuttin', that's worth a lil' somethin'
The reason niggas gettin' in and kickin' in doors

Flippin' Jags and Burbans, life dirty
You gotta get it in, the only way you how
Whether you or you delivering flowers
Let the bullet rain on the nigga who you know got that flow

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

Now it's the money that make here world 'round
And it's the that make you wanna lay niggas down
And it's the money that make you and your best 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 keepin' your nose full of that
And it's the 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 can't it like a man
And stand in streets and hold your own like a man
And man, ain't it sad your man hid and ran
From the time you started talkin' that shit, like a man

So do what you can see you lookin' kinda shawty'
'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 no dream, as you gleam, just as you cross between
Them foolish for that ol' green got you seein' things
So what you mean, it's the money that got you in this
gettin' squirreled for a buck out in this world

Now it's the money that make this here 'round
And it's the that make you wanna lay niggas down
And the money 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 wanna 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 what it takes, just to come up on