Luyện nghe bài hát It'z All About That Money

[Intro -
Man, nigga (?) is up, knahmsayin?
Shh, hop in the car, yo-yo-yo turn that down
Yeah-yeah,
jack these niggaz for what they got, knahmsayin?
Heard these niggaz got some big paper on
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 small, my profits ain't nuttin 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 ain't hard to tell my by makin mayor
but fuck the cops and these feds tryin to this rack to jail
Hop the (hit 'em up!) to get away, this pack ain't gon' catch us
and a undercover G, ahh, our is from Texas
Got the bombers, fuck the moto that niggaz smoke
Got the that when you take a tote you gonna choke
Out of town, we put it down in a way
Never or had a clue that we could make some major pay
up by Rucker's
gettin step and never know who gon' get shady doin
So we never in powder box and hot, snitches
and fiends, and cops, makin niggaz shit hot, so we the spot
We got some bitches dirty work, outta down (?) the work
Come back wit our bread, a nigga or some hands (BIATCH!)
That's the way I 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 can't get nuttin it
[sung] all about the money, money, money, money
[Daz] what the ballers got
Said it's all about the money man
[Daz] Yeah, yeah,
[sung] it's all about the money, money, money, money
Cash dollar
[sung] it's all about the money man
You can't get nuttin without it
[sung] it's all about the money, money, money, money
Get it, get it, get it
[sung] Said it's all the money man
Aww
[sung] Said all about the money, money, money, money
Run it, run it, run it

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

[sung] .. that it's all the money man
[Daz] do nuttin without it
It's all about the money, money, money, money
[Daz] (??)
[sung] Said it's all the money man
[Daz] be cheap
[sung] Said it's all about the money, money, money,
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[sung] Said it's all the money man
Money, money, cash money
[sung] Said all about the money, money, money, money
[Daz] Cash
[sung] Said all about the money man
[Daz] Can't be
[sung] Said all about the money, money, money, money
Money, money

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