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

Now it's the money make this here world 'round
And it's the money that make you wanna lay down
And it's the money that make you and your best 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 that's keepin' your nose full of that blow
And it's the money that make you think you bulletproof
But do what it takes, just to come up on loot

I in this thang, a little short on change
All I had was a dime, rhymes and my name
Tryin' to get in where I fit, in this red dirt
Plannin' a way to get this money but I get no work

See some niggas and some niggas die
I was hip to the game, can't let no fly by
And though it's the money that make you shine
But believe it's the that make you want mine

Now for real, got to pay them 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 taught from me, straight from a buck
If your shoes ain't tied, you bound to trip up
money here is a dangerous weapon, never get attached
You'd better count your blessings

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

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

Uh, since them first 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
money can get you a little twat, if you ain't gettin' off your rock

That money can you or break you
Them police shake you 'cause you're ridin' six hundred
Like a nigga ain't supposed to nuttin', that's worth a lil' somethin'
The reason niggas gettin' in and kickin' in doors

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

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

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

it's 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 that make you think that you bulletproof
But do what it takes, just to come up on loot

Now is it me or is it that you can't take it 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 started talkin' that shit, just a man

So do you can 'cause see you lookin' kinda shawty'
'Cause indeed you gone bleed on your knees for now lost
In this maze, tryin' to find another way to escape 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 cross
Them foolish things for that ol' got you seein' things
So you mean, it's the money that got you in this thang
From gettin' for a buck out in this world

Now it's the that make this here world 'round
And it's the money that make you wanna lay 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 that make you wanna for them hoes
And it's the money that's keepin' your nose full of that
And it's the money that make you think you bulletproof
But niggas'll do what it takes, to come up on loot