Luyện nghe bài hát Making Money

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

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

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