Luyện nghe bài hát Mind On Our Money

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

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

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

Brought styles muthafuckas never heard
But we never got our
Till we dropped said song, see you at the crossroad
But the man know, Eazy runnin' with the 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 this
But everything changin', business rearrangin'
Then the time when bone and wasn't vibin'

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

1997 hey, everybody grab ya weapon, the art of war
It don't stop, it stop until we drop, body rott
Not to mention when we venture the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still

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

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

Take a good look into my eyes and all my face your bloody death
With a bloody, mess, I'm servin' you none the less
[Unverified] that crazy
From the world's dangerous group

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

My mission in life to be the coldest nigga that spit shit on the mic
I'm comin' in smooth, this Hip-Hop music just 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 [unverified] pop
Shot one through his
Oh my, oh my, now look what you made me do, this dead
It ain't my fault, you too soft, ain't got no skill

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

And love for the paper, foldin', I saw these hoes
But I had my [unverified] nah, nigga that's my nuts
Don't touch
And then he won't hesitate to for the love

You can't dust on these bustas, so 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 ain't
Especially you hungry, nigga
no hustle, nigga, to get them funds

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

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

And went cannibal on 'em, either
Smokin' reefer, niggas know how I'm livin'
'Cause I was havin' children when y'all was for women
But mine aside, so why you tellin' your same

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

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

Or expansion on the or acres in the shooting range
Shootin' thangs, it make you a villain
(Shootin' thangs)
The villain is chillin' with his
Bitch, I it real

ask me how do you maintain
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

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

Got shot, got out the hospital, on my mission
Listen, nigga pay
Oh, and did I mention, had a tape I crept on a come up,
Faces of

40 O-Z's, lay and leatherface and double Z's [unverified]
Niggas wonder why my mind on my money
Nigga these all up on me and half the industry phony
It's like this nigga, i don't fuck around

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

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

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

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