Luyện nghe bài hát Mind On Our Money

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 know how much you it

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

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

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

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

Tried to keep my together through that industry shit
Somehow I'm feelin' what I deserve I didn't get
But I'ma stick it out, believe 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 don't stop, it won't stop we drop, body rott
Not to mention when we through the family scriptures
nigga, still strugglin'

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

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

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

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

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

up and fry, open his eyes [unverified] 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, ain't got no

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

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

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

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 how much you want it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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,
of death

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

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

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

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

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