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,
Let's jack these niggaz for they got, knahmsayin?
Heard niggaz got some big paper on them
Dope and all that shit
Get the gauge nigga, c'mon, go, we out!

It's bad day in the hood
My clientele's small, my profits ain't nuttin good
Hit a couple licks (hit 'em up!) in a matter of seconds we
Now it's all kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix
It ain't hard to tell my clientele by mayor
but fuck the cops and these feds tryin to this rack to jail
Hop the gate (hit 'em up!) to get away, this pack gon' catch us
and a G, ahh, our plates is from Texas
Got the bombers, fuck the moto that niggaz smoke
Got the weed that when you take a you gonna choke
Out of town, we put it down in a way
Never knew or had a clue that we could some major pay
up by Rucker's
gettin step and never know who get shady doin business
So we never slept in box and hot, snitches
and fiends, and cops, makin niggaz hot, so we relocate the spot
We got some 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 the money man
You can't get nuttin without it
[sung] It's all about the money, money, money,
[Daz] That's what the got
[sung] Said it's all about the man
[Daz] Yeah, yeah,
[sung] it's all about the money, money, money, money
Cash dollar
[sung] Said it's all the money man
[Daz] You get nuttin without it
[sung] Said it's all about the money, money, money,
Get it, get it, get it
[sung] Said all about the money man
Aww
[sung] it's all about the money, money, money, money
Run it, run it, run it

Fresh broads and five hundred thousand homes
and mobile phones (yeah!) better play the
weed by the zones (the pound)
Got a down ass to help me get through shit
When times get rough at times you know you can't no bitch
Keep my eye for them high, and a motherfucker it out
Zulu's out, livin life homey, that's what it's all
Bustin niggaz, dustin niggaz, fo' all out,
Sprayin niggaz wit the tec, aww shit
Maintainin bangin me mad, I do my thang
Fly my niggaz in stadium style, the gang
Three-fifty-seven's, forty-fives, get the live
Get the dumpin the that runnin for they lives
(FUCKER!) Me and my potnahs in the town, dick deep
Through twenty pieces, quarter pound to the kings
Whatchu is what we got
from the break you diss me to your favorite
We be up shottin what's mine, tec wit a glock
To let you know, motherfucker that it don't
Makin bills for a mill', this life we live is way to real
hustin rock to fuckin bitches that's top knotch (biatch!)
This fast life made Shaq crazy, at outta control
To let you what the fuck we rollin, ganja, ganja rolls
through 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 about the man
[Daz] be cheap
[sung] it's all about the money, money, money, money
[Daz] Yeah, yeah,
[sung] it's all about the money man
[Daz] Money, money, cash
[sung] Said it's all the money, money, money, money
[Daz] scrilla
[sung] it's all about the money man
Can't be cheap
[sung] Said all about the money, money, money, money
[Daz] Money,

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