Luyện nghe bài hát It'z All About That Money

[Intro -
Man, nigga (?) is tore up,
Shh, hop in the car, yo-yo-yo turn that down
Yeah-yeah,
Let's these niggaz for what they got, knahmsayin?
Heard niggaz got some big paper on them
sacks and all that 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 nuttin
Hit a licks (hit 'em up!) in a matter of seconds we rich
Now it's all kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix
It ain't hard to my clientele by makin mayor
but fuck the and these 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 Texas
Got the bombers, fuck the moto niggaz never smoke
Got the weed that when you take a you gonna choke
Out of town, we put it in a major way
Never knew or had a clue that we make some major pay
Load up by
gettin step and never know who gon' get shady business
So we never slept in powder box and hot,
and fiends, and cops, makin niggaz shit hot, so we relocate the
We got some bitches dirty work, outta down (?) the work
Come back wit our bread, break a nigga or some (BIATCH!)
That's the way I love it, you I love that shit
The way I fucks a bitch and the green

[sung] Because it's all about the man
[Daz] You can't get nuttin it
[sung] It's all the money, money, money, money
[Daz] That's the ballers got
[sung] Said it's all about the man
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[sung] it's all about the money, money, money, money
Cash dollar
[sung] Said it's all about the man
[Daz] You can't get without it
[sung] Said 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 dollars homes
and mobile phones (yeah!) better play the
Smokin weed by the (the pound)
Got a down ass bitch to help me get through
times get rough at times you know you can't trust no bitch
Keep my eye for them high, and a motherfucker it out
out, livin life homey, that's what it's all about
Bustin niggaz, niggaz, fo' all out, respect
Sprayin down wit the tec, aww shit
Maintainin me mad, still I do my thang
Fly my niggaz in style, from the gang
Three-fifty-seven's, forty-fives, get the party
Get the dumpin the niggaz that for they lives
(FUCKER!) Me and my potnahs in the town, slang dick
Through twenty pieces, quarter pound to support the
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
Makin bills for a quarter mill', this we live is way to real
From hustin to fuckin bitches that's top knotch (biatch!)
fast life made Shaq crazy, at actin outta control
To let you know-know the fuck we rollin, ganja, ganja rolls
through the streets to let you motherfuckers know (know) ..

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

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