Luyện nghe bài hát Make Money By Any Means

(Chorus - 50 Cent)
It ain't easy to make (Whoo)
So now wanna take money (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 weight
It a game

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(50 talking)
Know what I'm