Luyện nghe bài hát Itz All About That Money

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

It's another bad day in the
My clientele's doin small, my profits ain't nuttin
Hit a licks (hit 'em up!) in a matter of seconds we rich
Now all about kimo bricks, and fresh 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 pack gon' catch us
and a undercover G, ahh, our is from Texas
Got the bombers, fuck the that niggaz never smoke
Got the weed that when you take a tote you choke
Out of town, we put it down in a way
knew or had a clue that we could make some major pay
Load up by
gettin step and 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 bitches doin dirty work, outta down (?) the work
back wit our bread, break a nigga or some hands (BIATCH!)
That's the way I love it, you know I love shit
The way I a bitch and clock the green

[sung] Because all about the money man
You can't get nuttin without it
[sung] all about the money, money, money, money
That's what the ballers got
[sung] it's all about the money man
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[sung] it's all about the money, money, money, money
Cash dollar
[sung] Said all about the money man
[Daz] You can't get without it
Said it's all about the money, money, money, money
Get it, get it, get it
[sung] it's 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 thousand dollars homes
and mobile phones (yeah!) better the coke
Smokin by the zones (the pound)
Got a down ass bitch to me get through shit
When times get at times you know you can't trust 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
niggaz, dustin niggaz, fo' all out, respect
Sprayin niggaz wit the tec, aww shit
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 niggaz that for they lives
(FUCKER!) Me and my potnahs in the town, dick deep
Through pieces, quarter pound to support the kings
Whatchu is what we got
from the break you me to your favorite block
We be up shottin what's mine, tec wit a glock
To let you know, motherfucker that it don't
Makin bills for a quarter mill', this we live is way to real
From hustin rock to fuckin bitches top knotch (biatch!)
This fast made Shaq crazy, at actin outta control
To let you know-know the fuck we rollin, ganja, ganja rolls
Swoopin through the streets to let you know (know) ..

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

- Daz]
Yeah, keep your motherfuckin head up and watch yo'
Cause everywhere you go some nigga out there 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 check game, peep game so y'all understand
It's all about that mayn, that chedder y'knahmsayin?
Fuck these sucker ass out there my niggaz!