Luyện nghe bài hát Making Money

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

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

2]
Can't me nigga, can't block me nigga
Better chill, sit back and just watch me
Getting so top might top that nigga
open up shop, come shop young nigga
Been Guwop, let's nigga
Tell the fuck nigga up to 2Pac
She sleep in my bed and she give me good
But she still worrying bout the bitch gon say
Still Imma get rich one day
Imma get every goddamn day
ass niggas can't get no date
In the club, singing out, swing my way
Money will talk a high top fade
I'm a rich kid, who wanna come play?
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 bitch, she got a filthy twat
I can tell that the sucks dicks a lot
I off a nick bag, ran it up to a big bag
Never friends a shitbag, get glad or get mad