Luyện nghe bài hát Make Money By Any Means

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

(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' year (No doubt, ha ha ha)
In the hood niggas know, how I handle my
I walk up close, and I fo', fo' 'em
make me run to you, put the gun to you
Have yo ass on Phil Donahue explaining the fuck I done to you
Thug niggas in the saying I'm sunning you
I'll smoke you every motherfucker under you
People say chill, but I do, what I wanna do
For now on, when I speak, y'all niggas 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 everybody wanna take
You a thug, matter fact you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, I'ma view you at ya money
It a game
It ain't easy to make
So now everybody take money
You ain't a thug, matter you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, I'ma you at ya weight money
It a game

(Verse 2 - Noreaga)
Yo my down South niggas at, I'm playing piddy-pat
Wit this kitty cat, swear she a city rat
Nore now, here look read the story now
My name Nore, and niggas how I rip
And if I feel a nigga, I don't get on his shit
Y'all can love me, or 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 acting like, all ill in y'all square
Motherfucker you ain't know that a hood everywhere
Me and 50 vandal, no we run scandal
Weak niggas, have us lighting up
Sending out roses, condolences,
Focuses on, niggas Fu Quan
Yo in they ground, niggas don't get no bound
Y'all keep my word, love no bird
Get a beef from TM, and twist my herb

(Chorus - 50 Cent)
So now everybody take money
You ain't a thug, fact you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, I'ma view you at ya money
It a game
It ain't easy to money
So now wanna take 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 3 - 50 Cent)
Yo it's all the cash you getting
you flipping, the whips you sitting
The bitches you hitting, when you the thug life
Bitches I don't love no of 'em, the guns I'm 'em
niggas I'm sunning 'em, every chance I get
Man I know is a trip, so I save all my grip
For these faggots flippin', dial 1-800-TIPS
Force me to bury the bricks, and the whips and take
Every word that out of my mouth, I mean it, you could eat
'Cause when I stick you, you gon' it up like you bulimic
I'm no magician, but I could make, somethin' outta
turn an empty block, into a crack spot that's pumping
So all you niggas out there, 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 take
You ain't a thug, matter fact you a money
Fuck wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight
It ain't a
It ain't easy to make
So now everybody wanna money
You ain't a thug, fact you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, view you at ya weight money
It a game

(50 talking)
what I'm saying