Luyện nghe bài hát Make Money By Any Means

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

(Verse 1 - 50 Cent)
You can call me player yeah, but I ain't fair (Uh huh)
Takers say I'm the hottest comin' this year (No doubt, ha ha ha)
In the niggas know, how I handle 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 I done to you
Thug niggas in the street saying I'm you
I'll smoke you every motherfucker under you
People say chill, but still I do, I wanna do
For now on, when I speak, y'all niggas better
Why run against a thoroughbred you ain't in no condition
got shit on ya nose, from all that ass you been kissing (hahaha)

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

(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 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 hate me, or my dick
I like my hoes like Summer, no class
And working so hard, and getting no ass
Why y'all niggas acting like, it's all ill in y'all
Motherfucker you know that it's a hood everywhere
Me and 50 vandal, no we run scandal
niggas, have us lighting up candles
Sending out roses, condolences,
Focuses on, niggas like Fu
Yo in they ground, niggas that don't get no
Y'all keep my word, love no bird
Get a beef from TM, and twist my herb

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

(Verse 3 - 50 Cent)
Yo it's all about the cash you
Bricks you flipping, the whips you
The you hitting, when you living the thug life
Bitches I don't no of 'em, the guns I'm running 'em
Punk niggas I'm sunning 'em, chance I get
Man I know 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 trips
Every word that out of my mouth, I mean it, you could eat
'Cause when I stick you, you gon' cough it up like you
I'm no magician, but I could make, somethin' nothin'
Like turn an empty block, into a crack spot that's
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 money
So now everybody wanna take
You ain't a thug, matter 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 everybody wanna take
You ain't a thug, matter you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, I'ma view you at ya money
It ain't a

(50 talking)
Know I'm saying