Luyện nghe bài hát Making Money

1]
God damn a boy got M's
On my wall lives 100
They say you got money, nothing matters
But two things nigga, matters most
I got money and I smoke, smoke,
I pray to god I ever go broke
I ain't never stopped selling dope
And I'll never stop mink coats
My girl [?] got a pink choker
Yellow necklace costa [?]
She got a walk kinda 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, ain't seen the half of it
I got 30 squares, pussy nigga do the of it
I got good aim, nigga Gucci accurate

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

2]
Can't me nigga, can't block me nigga
Better chill, sit and just watch me nigga
Getting so much top might top nigga
Imma open up shop, come shop nigga
Guwop, let's shootout nigga
Tell the nigga up to 2Pac nigga
She in my bed and she give me good head
But she still worrying bout the bitch gon say
Still Imma get rich one day
Imma get money every day
ass niggas can't get no date
In the club, singing out, swing my way
Money talk like a high top fade
I'm a rich kid, baby who wanna come
At the live on a Sunday, screaming out free my nigga Fortre
Sir Mixalot, my [?] are on
Serve a lot, I got so much 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