Luyện nghe bài hát Make Money By Any Means

(Chorus - 50 Cent)
It ain't easy to make (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 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' this (No doubt, ha ha ha)
In the hood niggas know, how I 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 Donahue explaining the fuck I done to you
Thug niggas in the street I'm sunning you
Dude I'll you every motherfucker under you
People say chill, but I do, what I wanna do
For now on, when I speak, niggas better listen
Why run a thoroughbred when you ain't in no condition
Still got shit on ya nose, from all that ass you kissing (hahaha)

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

(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 now, here look read the story now
My name Nore, and know how I rip
And if I don't feel a nigga, I don't get on his
Y'all can love me, or hate me, or suck my
I like my just like Summer, no class
And niggas working so hard, and no ass
Why y'all niggas acting like, it's all ill in square
you ain't know that it's a hood everywhere
Me and 50 vandal, no we always run
Weak niggas, have us lighting up
Sending out roses, condolences,
Focuses on, like Fu Quan
Yo in they ground, niggas that don't get no
Y'all keep my word, don't love no
Get a beef from TM, and just twist my

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

(Verse 3 - 50 Cent)
Yo all about the cash you getting
Bricks you flipping, the you sitting
The bitches you hitting, when you living the life
I don't love no of 'em, the guns I'm running 'em
Punk niggas I'm sunning 'em, chance I get
Man I niggas is a trip, so I save all my grip
For these babies faggots flippin', 1-800-TIPS
Force me to bury the bricks, and the whips and take
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 make, somethin' outta nothin'
Like turn an empty block, a crack spot that's pumping
So all you niggas out there, thinking you the
Me 50, I'm ya motherfucking crisis

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

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

(50 talking)
Know I'm saying