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 music
Yeah-yeah,
Let's jack these niggaz for what they got,
Heard these niggaz got some big paper on
sacks and all that shit
Get the gauge nigga, c'mon, go, we out!

It's bad day in the hood
My clientele's doin small, my profits nuttin good
Hit a couple (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 take rack to jail
Hop the gate (hit 'em up!) to get away, this pack ain't gon' us
and a undercover G, ahh, our plates is Texas
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 that we could make some pay
Load up by
step and never know who gon' get shady doin business
So we never slept in powder box and hot,
and fiends, and cops, makin niggaz shit hot, so we the spot
We got some bitches doin 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 a bitch and clock the green

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

Fresh broads and five hundred dollars homes
and mobile (yeah!) better play the coke
weed by the zones (the pound)
Got a down ass bitch to help me get through
When times get rough at times you know you 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, dustin niggaz, fo' all out,
Sprayin niggaz wit the tec, aww shit
Maintainin me mad, still I do my thang
Fly my in stadium style, from the gang
Three-fifty-seven's, forty-fives, get the party
Get the dumpin the niggaz that runnin for they
(FUCKER!) Me and my in the town, slang dick deep
twenty 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 what's mine, tec wit a
To let you know, motherfucker it don't stop
Makin for a quarter mill', this life we live is way to real
From hustin rock to bitches that's top knotch (biatch!)
This fast life made Shaq crazy, at actin control
To let you know-know what the fuck we rollin, ganja, ganja
Swoopin through the streets to let you know (know) ..

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

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