Luyện nghe bài hát Mind On Our Money

People ask me how do you
You got to your mind on money
(T H U G)
let the snakes ever short you for ya change
Nigga, let 'em know how you want it

People ask me how do you
You got to keep your on money
(T H U G)
let the snakes ever short you for ya change
Nigga, let 'em know how you want it

Nigga 1993, hooked up Eazy E
1994, rushin' the door with the bone flow
Nigga was creepin' on a come up, doin' it for the love of
1995 we really let 'em know, Cleveland is the city where we from

Brought styles never heard before
But we never got our
Till we dropped that said song, see you at the
But the man know, runnin' with the lost souls, rest in peace

was 1996, we back in the mix
I guess they thought that we'd gon' quit but we got love for shit
But started changin', business rearrangin'
Then the time when bone and wasn't vibin'

Tried to keep my mind together that industry shit
I'm feelin' like what I deserve I didn't get
But I'ma it out, believe I'ma keep my head up
And show my for Eazy E, even though I'm fed up

1997 hey, everybody ya weapon, it's the art of war
It stop, it won't stop until we drop, body rott
Not to mention when we through the family scriptures
1999 nigga, strugglin'

Tryna get some money this mastermind I'm jugglin'
Sharpen up ya thug
And by the year 2000 be thuggin' but so I'm [unverified]
I gotta get money, blast if I get hungry
So if you read that i done flipped, you know the story, about me

People ask me how do you
You got to your mind on money
(T H U G)
Don't let the ever short you for ya change
Nigga, let 'em know how much you it

a good look into my eyes and all over my face your bloody death
With a bloody bloody, mess, I'm you none the less
[Unverified] that muthafucka
From the most dangerous group

Mo thugs nation, [unverified] on life
That's absolutely I'm gon' do
Blast at them who thought they knew me
Now I'm muthafucka that be [unverified], the nigga that bust all y'all

My mission in life to be the coldest nigga ever spit shit on the mic
I'm comin' in smooth, rockin' this Hip-Hop music the way you like
all biters to please stop tryin'
Let it go fry fool, when I make my move, all y'all die

Split up and fry, open his eyes pop
Shot one through his
Oh my, oh my, now look what you me do, this nigga dead
It ain't my fault, you niggas too soft, got no skill

Now look through the [unverified] steel
Y'all fake-thug livin' tryna get notice by hangin' with stars
No need to say no names, niggas know who the you are
We all true sound, united gatherin' souls, how we roll

And love for the paper, foldin', I saw these hoes
But I had my [unverified] nah, nigga my nuts [unverified]
touch that
And then he hesitate to buck for the love

You can't dust on bustas, so they die
They only got love for who love me
In the I main to keepin' my mind on my money
And no, this shit that we spit funny
Especially when you hungry,
With no hustle, nigga, to get funds

ask me how do you maintain
You got to your mind on money
(T H U G)
Don't let the snakes short you for ya change
Nigga, let 'em how much you want it

In '91 I'm from the fuckin' cops, don't ya know it
That bitch was find a hidin' spot, he show it
Know niggas had no pussy
Said that never read or get to L.A.

And niggas went cannibal on 'em,
Smokin' that reefer, niggas know how I'm
'Cause I was havin' children when was lookin' for women
But mine aside, so why you tellin' same [unverified]

When niggas ain't have shit, tell me the one that ride
We gon' ride ride though, you can me Mr. Murda-Mo
Get [unverified], the whole store down all by myself
[unverified] for fuckin' the bone flow

Heaven and Earth, God and my one and ya gotta roll
And what you want my people to hear, that I'm a fuckin'
But the one on solo shit and who want me the hell out?
I'll bail out with a [unverified], that pussy me change

Or expansion on the mansion or in the shooting range
Shootin' thangs, it don't make you a
(Shootin' thangs)
The villain is with his children
Bitch, I keeps it

People ask me how do you
You got to keep your mind on
(T H U G)
Don't let the snakes ever you for ya change
Nigga, let 'em know how you want it

I keep my mind on my money, my on my mind
A straight up soldier in the field out here pushin' my
Nigga designed a gold crime as I'm racin' through this
007, Layzie Bone, it was possible

Got shot, got out the hospital, on my mission
Listen, pay attention
Oh, and did I mention, had a before I crept on a come up,
of death

Blessin' 40 O-Z's, lay and leatherface and double Z's
Niggas often wonder why my on my money
Nigga these bitches all up on me and half the phony
like this nigga, i don't even fuck around

If a nigga ain't got no money for lay, I'll around
Ain't it funny how niggas turn
When they think they in trinkets, ain't even ran a mile
See my niggas doin' a damn thing,

humbly united gatherin' souls, just to let you know
Heaven's movie, truly, Mr. Gambini
the mentality and next to the baddest, Little Stevie
And you ask me how i maintain

I watch my niggas rule, act a fool and ace the
Mo thug one, witness the scriptures
Mo thug two, family reunion to get ya
Mo three, presentation of the mothership
Niggas on some other shit, by and maintain

ask me how do you maintain
You got to keep your mind on
(T H U G)
Don't let the snakes ever you for ya change
Nigga, let 'em know how you want it