Luyện nghe bài hát Mo Money

[Hook:
More money you around
Is the more that's comin' back
Bitch I got my up
I'm that nigga
They know that I'm goin ball (I'm ball)
(ball), ball (ball)
On these
I'm goin' (ball)
Ball (ball) (ball)
On these

[Verse 1:
Racked up with that trap
All my they got money
Goin' through it for a nigga
Put ya' off in that [?] for me
Money like water, I know you thirsty
Girl if you ballin' then what your say
Nigga you choppin', what your work weigh
I said that I got it, I know you me
got time to fix no broke nigga
Oh that's yo' man? You better leave that
Cause niggas get kicked out
I said broke niggas get out
These know that

[Hook:
money you spread around
Is the more that's comin' around
I got my bands up
I'm muthafuckin' nigga
They know I'm goin ball (I'm goin' ball)
Ball (ball), (ball)
On these
I'm ball (ball)
Ball (ball) (ball)
On bitches

[Verse 2:
bitches say I act Hollywood
Well a nigga in Hollywood
Do you me, can you see it now
Got [?] can I see it
I done fucked, all of the
In my that's worth to get hit
Got ya' bitch, all in my
Gettin' nasty wit' all of her
She fuckin', not for a
want me to pay all of her rent
Goin' up, through Sunday
I spendin' it like no end
Got tats, all on my
You can that a nigga got money, I know
That all of these goin' fuck
Cause' a got money, I blow
All of this cash, cause I know that the keep on comin'
Hardo, the to do it
I a hundred, one hundred, I know

Hardo]
More you spread around
Is the more that's comin' back
Bitch I got my up
I'm that nigga
They know I'm goin ball (I'm goin' ball)
Ball (ball), (ball)
On these
I'm ball (ball)
Ball (ball) (ball)
On bitches

[Verse 3: Wiz
I am a beast, off the leash
Blood up in my
Do this in my sleep, so
Yo' main a freak
me tongue and cheek, once a week
Get the top, I
get underneath
She need me her Summer's Eve
We go to sleep bout money
up in the mornin', go eat
Never this many hunnids
Ain't tryna do it, I it
Damn, how niggas talk about ballin'
When they can't get a shot I call em
I done through the club, now fall in
Told her two friends, they can join in
What's in your wallet? That money my
She me head like she won, get in front of me
She leavin' you to come with me
Real fuck with me
I'm in my own
Niggas clap for me like Soul Train
I smoke a everyday for the growin' pains
Don't want the half thang, I the whole thang

[Hook: (Wiz Khalifa)]
money you spread around
Is the that's comin' back around
(Ya'll already what it is man, Khalifa)
Bitch I got my up
(And Trapn Hardo, Hardo, Khalifa)
I'm that muthafuckin'
(You gotta be to go crazy for the bread)
They know that I'm ball (I'm goin' ball)
(Haaa, Pittsburgh)
Ball (ball), (ball)
(Yall know what it is, man)
On these
I'm ball (ball)
Ball (ball) (Taylor Gang!) (ball)
(Yeah) On bitches