Luyện nghe bài hát Make Money By Any Means

(Chorus - 50 Cent)
It easy to make money (Whoo)
So now everybody wanna take (Uh huh, uh huh)
You ain't a thug, matter you a fake money (Take money, uh)
Fuck wit mines, I'ma view you at ya money
It a game

(Verse 1 - 50 Cent)
You can call me yeah, but I ain't playing fair (Uh huh)
Takers say I'm the hottest thang comin' this (No doubt, ha ha ha)
In the niggas know, how I handle my problems
I walk up close, and I fo', fo' 'em
make me run to you, put the gun to you
Have yo ass on Phil explaining what the fuck I done to you
Thug niggas in the street saying I'm you
Dude I'll smoke you motherfucker under you
say chill, but still I do, what I wanna do
For now on, when I speak, y'all niggas better
Why run against a when you ain't in no condition
Still got on ya nose, from all that ass you been kissing (hahaha)

(Chorus x2 - 50 Cent w/ in background)
It ain't easy to make
So now everybody take money
You ain't a thug, fact you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, I'ma you at ya weight money
It a game
It ain't easy to money
So now everybody wanna take
You ain't a thug, fact you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, view you at ya weight money
It ain't a

(Verse 2 - Noreaga)
Yo where my South niggas at, I'm playing piddy-pat
Wit kitty cat, bitch swear she a city rat
It's Nore now, here look read the now
My Nore, and niggas know how I rip
And if I don't a nigga, I don't get on his shit
can love me, or hate me, or suck my dick
I like my just like Summer, no class
And working so hard, and getting no ass
Why y'all niggas like, it's all ill in y'all square
Motherfucker you ain't that it's a hood everywhere
Me and 50 vandal, no we always run
Weak niggas, have us up candles
out roses, condolences, notices
Focuses on, like Fu Quan
Yo in they ground, niggas don't get no bound
Y'all keep my word, love no bird
Get a from TM, and just twist my herb

(Chorus - 50 Cent)
So now wanna take money
You a thug, matter fact you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, I'ma view you at ya money
It ain't a
It ain't to make money
So now wanna take money
You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake
Fuck wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight
It ain't a

(Verse 3 - 50 Cent)
Yo all about the cash you getting
Bricks you flipping, the you sitting
The you hitting, when you living the thug life
Bitches I don't no of 'em, the guns I'm running 'em
Punk I'm sunning 'em, every chance I get
Man I niggas is a trip, so I save all my grip
For babies faggots flippin', dial 1-800-TIPS
Force me to bury the bricks, and the whips and trips
Every word that come out of my mouth, I mean it, you eat
'Cause I stick you, you gon' cough it up like you bulimic
I'm no magician, but I could make, outta nothin'
Like turn an empty block, into a spot that's pumping
So all you out there, thinking you the nicest
Me 50, I'm ya motherfucking mid-life

(50 talking)
Southside, alright baby, 50 Cent, Noreaga, Trackmasters,

(Chorus - 50 Cent)
It ain't to make money
So now everybody wanna take
You ain't a thug, matter fact you a money
Fuck wit mines, I'ma you at ya weight money
It ain't a
It ain't easy to make
So now wanna take money
You a thug, matter fact you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, view you at ya weight money
It ain't a

(50 talking)
Know I'm saying