Luyện nghe bài hát Make Money By Any Means

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

(Verse 1 - 50 Cent)
You can me player 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
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 I'm sunning you
I'll smoke you every motherfucker under you
People say chill, but still I do, what I do
For now on, when I speak, y'all niggas better
Why run against a thoroughbred you ain't in no condition
Still got shit on ya nose, from all that ass you been (hahaha)

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

(Verse 2 - Noreaga)
Yo where my South niggas at, I'm playing piddy-pat
Wit this kitty cat, swear she a city rat
It's Nore now, here read the story now
My name Nore, and niggas 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 like Summer, no class
And niggas so hard, and getting no ass
Why y'all niggas acting like, all ill in y'all square
Motherfucker you ain't know that it's a hood
Me and 50 vandal, no we run scandal
Weak niggas, us lighting up candles
Sending out roses, condolences,
Focuses on, niggas Fu Quan
Yo in they ground, niggas that don't get no
Y'all keep my word, don't no bird
Get a beef from TM, and just twist my

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

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

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

(Chorus - 50 Cent)
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 weight
It a game
It easy 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

(50 talking)
what I'm saying