Luyện nghe bài hát It'z All About That Money

[Intro -
Man, (?) is tore up, knahmsayin?
Shh, hop in the car, yo-yo-yo turn that down
Yeah-yeah,
Let's jack these niggaz for they got, knahmsayin?
Heard niggaz got some big paper on them
Dope sacks and all shit
Get the nigga, c'mon, let's go, we out!

It's bad day in the hood
My clientele's doin small, my profits ain't good
Hit a licks (hit 'em up!) in a matter of seconds we rich
Now it's all about kimo bricks, and toxics to get is in the mix
It hard to tell my clientele by makin mayor
but fuck the cops and feds tryin to take this rack to jail
Hop the gate (hit 'em up!) to get away, this ain't gon' catch us
and a undercover G, ahh, our plates is from
Got the bombers, fuck the moto that niggaz never
Got the weed that when you take a tote you choke
Out of town, we put it in a major way
Never knew or had a clue we could make some major pay
Load up by
gettin step and never know who get shady doin business
So we never slept in powder box and hot,
and fiends, and cops, niggaz shit hot, so we relocate the spot
We got bitches doin dirty work, outta down (?) the work
Come back wit our bread, break a or some hands (BIATCH!)
the way I love it, you know I love that shit
The way I fucks a and clock the green

[sung] Because it's all about the man
[Daz] You get nuttin without it
[sung] It's all about the money, money, money,
[Daz] That's the ballers got
[sung] Said it's all about the man
[Daz] Yeah, yeah,
[sung] Said it's all the money, money, money, money
Cash dollar
[sung] Said all about the money man
[Daz] You can't get nuttin it
[sung] it's all about the money, money, money, money
Get it, get it, get it
[sung] Said all about the money man
Aww
[sung] Said it's all the money, money, money, money
Run it, run it, run it

Fresh broads and five hundred thousand dollars
and mobile phones (yeah!) play the coke
Smokin weed by the (the pound)
Got a down ass bitch to me get through shit
When times get rough at times you you can't trust no bitch
Keep my eye for high, and a motherfucker tune it out
out, livin life homey, that's what it's all about
Bustin niggaz, niggaz, fo' all out, respect
niggaz down wit the tec, aww shit
Maintainin bangin me mad, I do my thang
Fly my niggaz in stadium style, from the
Three-fifty-seven's, forty-fives, get the party
Get the dumpin the niggaz that runnin for they
(FUCKER!) Me and my potnahs in the town, slang deep
Through pieces, quarter pound to support the kings
Whatchu is what we got
from the break you diss me to your block
We be settin up shottin mine, tec wit a glock
To let you know, motherfucker that it don't
bills for a quarter mill', this life we live is way to real
From hustin rock to fuckin bitches that's top (biatch!)
This life made Shaq crazy, at actin outta control
To let you know-know what the fuck we rollin, ganja, ganja
Swoopin the streets to let you motherfuckers know (know) ..

[sung] .. that all about the money man
[Daz] Can't do nuttin it
[sung] It's all about the money, money, money,
Yeah (??)
[sung] Said it's all the money man
Can't be cheap
[sung] Said all about the money, money, money, money
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[sung] Said it's all the money man
Money, money, cash money
[sung] Said it's all about the money, money, money,
Cash scrilla
[sung] it's all about the money man
[Daz] be cheap
Said it's all about the money, money, money, money
[Daz] Money,

[Outro -
Yeah, keep motherfuckin head up and watch yo' back
Cause everywhere you go some out there tryin to, jack on yo' ass
Y'knahI'msayin? Ain't nuttin nice about these streets,
Every G out for they selves, that's how it goes down, y'know?
So y'all check game, peep game so understand
It's all about that money mayn, that chedder
Fuck sucker ass niggaz out there my nigga!