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 else
But two things nigga, family most
I got money and I smoke, smoke,
I pray to god I don't go broke
I ain't never ever stopped selling
And I'll stop buying mink coats
My girl [?] got a pink diamond
Yellow necklace costa [?]
She got a walk kinda cause she's a meal ticket
I fuck with 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 ain't seen the of it
I got 30 squares, nigga do the math of it
I got good aim, pussy Gucci accurate

Imma keep making money, Imma making money
Imma keep making money, Imma making money
Imma keep making money, Imma making money
Imma keep making money, Imma keep making
You keep making comics, keep making commas
You keep making cockpits, but I keep commas
Money make you real, but I really do got money
You chasing pussy, and I keep chasing money

2]
Can't stop me nigga, block me nigga
Better chill, sit back and just me nigga
Getting so much top top that nigga
Imma open up shop, come shop nigga
Been Guwop, shootout nigga
the fuck nigga up to 2Pac nigga
She sleep in my bed and she me good head
But she still worrying bout the bitch gon say
Still Imma get rich one day
get money every goddamn day
Broke ass niggas get no date
In the club, out, shawty swing my way
Money talk like a high top fade
I'm a kid, baby 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 filthy bitch, she got a filthy
I can tell that the bitch dicks a lot
I started off a bag, ran it up to a big bag
Never with a shitbag, get glad or get mad