Luyện nghe bài hát Making Money

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

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

2]
Can't stop me nigga, can't me nigga
Better chill, sit back and just watch me
Getting so top might top that nigga
Imma open up shop, come shop young
Guwop, let's shootout nigga
Tell the fuck nigga up to nigga
She sleep in my bed and she give me head
But she still worrying bout the bitch gon say
Still Imma get rich one day
Imma get every goddamn day
Broke ass niggas get no date
In the club, singing out, shawty my way
Money will talk like a high top
I'm a kid, baby who wanna come play?
At the club live on a Sunday, screaming out free my Fortre
Sir Mixalot, my [?] are on
Serve bricks a lot, I got so yay
She a filthy bitch, she got a filthy
I can tell the bitch sucks dicks a lot
I started off a bag, ran it up to a big bag
Never friends with a shitbag, get or get mad