Luyện nghe bài hát Make Money By Any Means

(Chorus - 50 Cent)
It easy to make money (Whoo)
So now everybody wanna 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 a game

(Verse 1 - 50 Cent)
You can call me player yeah, but I 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 handle my
I up close, and I fo', fo' revolve 'em
make me run to you, put the gun to you
Have yo ass on Phil explaining what the fuck I done to you
Thug niggas in the street saying I'm you
Dude I'll you every motherfucker under you
People say chill, but still I do, I wanna do
For now on, when I speak, y'all better listen
Why run against a thoroughbred when you ain't in no
Still got on ya nose, from all that ass you been kissing (hahaha)

(Chorus x2 - 50 Cent w/ in background)
It ain't 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 easy to make money
So now everybody wanna 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 2 - Noreaga)
Yo where my down South at, I'm playing piddy-pat
Wit this kitty cat, bitch swear she a rat
It's Nore now, look read 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 me, or suck my dick
I like my hoes just Summer, no class
And niggas so hard, and getting no ass
Why y'all niggas acting like, it's all ill in y'all
Motherfucker you ain't that it's a hood everywhere
Me and 50 vandal, no we always run
niggas, have us lighting up candles
Sending out roses, condolences,
Focuses on, niggas Fu Quan
Yo in ground, niggas that don't get no bound
Y'all my word, don't love no bird
Get a beef from TM, and just my herb

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

(Verse 3 - 50 Cent)
Yo it's all about the cash you
you flipping, the whips 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 sunning 'em, chance I get
Man I niggas is a trip, so I save all my grip
For babies 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' nothin'
Like turn an empty block, into a crack spot that's
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 easy to make money
So now everybody wanna money
You ain't a thug, matter you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, I'ma you at ya weight money
It ain't a
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 ain't a

(50 talking)
what I'm saying