Luyện nghe bài hát Make Money By Any Means

(Chorus - 50 Cent)
It ain't easy to money (Whoo)
So now everybody take money (Uh huh, uh huh)
You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake (Take money, uh)
Fuck wit mines, I'ma you at ya weight 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 this year (No doubt, ha ha ha)
In the hood know, how I handle my problems
I walk up close, and I fo', fo' 'em
Don't me run to you, put the gun to you
Have yo ass on Donahue explaining what the fuck I done to you
Thug niggas in the street I'm sunning you
Dude I'll smoke you every under you
People say chill, but still I do, I wanna do
For now on, when I speak, y'all niggas listen
Why run against a when you ain't in no condition
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
Fuck wit mines, view you at ya weight money
It a game
It ain't easy to make
So now wanna take 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

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

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

(Verse 3 - 50 Cent)
Yo it's all the cash you getting
Bricks you flipping, the you sitting
The bitches you hitting, when you living the life
Bitches I love no of 'em, the guns I'm running 'em
Punk niggas I'm 'em, every chance I get
Man I know is a trip, so I save all my grip
For these babies flippin', dial 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 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 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
wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight money
It a game
It ain't to make money
So now everybody wanna take
You ain't a thug, fact you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, I'ma view you at ya money
It ain't a

(50 talking)
Know what I'm