Luyện nghe bài hát Making Money

1]
God damn a boy got M's
On my lives 100 eggplants
say you got money, nothing else matters
But two things nigga, matters most
I got and I smoke, smoke, smoke
I to god I don't ever go broke
I ain't never ever selling dope
And I'll never buying mink coats
My [?] got a pink diamond choker
Yellow necklace costa [?]
She got a walk kinda slow cause she's a ticket
I only fuck with bad bitches, Gucci real
I got a bitch, a country bitch, turn me up a lil bit
I gave you a lot of it, y'all ain't the half of it
I got 30 squares, pussy nigga do the of it
I got good aim, pussy nigga accurate

Imma making money, Imma keep making money
Imma making money, Imma keep making money
Imma keep money, Imma keep making money
Imma keep making money, Imma keep money
You keep making comics, keep making commas
You keep making cockpits, but I making commas
Money don't you real, but I really do got money
You keep pussy, and I keep chasing money

2]
Can't me nigga, can't block me nigga
Better chill, sit back and just me nigga
Getting so much top might top that
Imma open up shop, come young nigga
Been Guwop, shootout nigga
Tell the fuck up to 2Pac nigga
She sleep in my bed and she give me head
But she worrying bout what the bitch gon say
Still saying get rich one day
get money every goddamn day
Broke ass can't get no date
In the club, out, shawty swing my way
Money will talk like a top fade
I'm a rich kid, baby who come play?
At the club live on a Sunday, screaming out free my nigga
Sir Mixalot, my [?] are on
bricks a lot, I got so much yay
She a filthy bitch, she got a twat
I can tell that the sucks dicks a lot
I off a nick bag, ran it up to a big bag
friends with a shitbag, get glad or get mad