Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Money

That nigga let his flow go
Niggaz to switch up the flows on niggaz
Hit niggaz, slip niggaz a Micky
that joint

Yeah, yeah, it's the remix
Like a muh'fucker, oh
Whassup my nigga and still hot up in boy
it man, yo Jay, Kel, fin' ta set it off for y'all, c'mon

It's the
remix y'all, Kels and Jigga
Big chips with twista y'all, get money

I, the ballers when I pulled up to the club
'Cause I'm rollin' up on fo'
Peanut butter interior, body
And in case you know, I be the twista

Hundred bombs in my pockets, put ones up
I hear some niggaz at me for the come up
Try to creep, creep, I a gun up
I put a hole in the first that run up

The be Jay, R, and T
it cold 'cause the music is a part of me
Can't nobody spit it as as me
Got an academy of comin' after me

I know I got what you
I know I got what you
and mob to the top
Before you get money

Pull up on the block in the alien Bentley
Full of modes, you never could hang with me
Just to get in early, I a extra 50
Gettin' that money my

Oh, Chrysler, trees for the blunts
Three hoes in the back, two fiends in the
two inch shoes, CV's in the trunk
Gettin' that my nigga

Makin' dough off a style I be the in
Glad to be down with these two legends
Now, let me see league I'ma invest in
Gettin' money my nigga

Rollin' cheer, put the niggaz in fear
Makin' bitches tears, take a look at my career
Now, the shit's swell I get up to 70 in the coupe
Peep the wing when I out the tail, tell 'em Kel

We off up in the club, we got our up
Drinks in the because we gettin' that money my nigga
We rollin' 24's, them Bentley do's
Got plenty hoes we gettin' that money my nigga

Pull up to the club, in the back
Some smokin' on weed, some Cognac
Into the club, crew to the back
Super the stars make it as a tack

Gotta my forty five inch in it
In the house, from the gate, minutes
Game over and I'm not finished
I haters like V play tennis

Livin' like a motherfuckin' Rich nigga
Got a for my maybach nigga
linen, smokin' cigar
Lyrics bullets, tongue like a trigger

Feelin' on booty
to get one of these nice ladies
To up to my room and do, me
Have her man who's he?

Was a pimp at birth, first hoe was a
And I'ma be a 'til I'm stretches in a hearse
showbiz is the worst
I'm blessed with the and the curse, whoa

ball, now I'm off to the spa
and clean, now I'm off in the car
Got a with a superstar
We lunch, now twelve o'clock

Hit the mall 'bout two
In the movies five o'clock
Seven o'clock 'til nine
We in my crib, my bed, goin' non

for my project niggaz
Wide body mo'
hustlers herb flippers
Get money

We off up in the club, we got our up
Drinks in the club we gettin' that money my nigga
We rollin' 24's, open them do's
Got plenty hoes because we gettin' that money my

this money switchin' my whips and my kicks
Like, I'm just addicted to difference you
What you want me to be a lame

With visions of riches, my brain
Like I picture myself in dishes, just switchin' lanes
It's just insane, is it? I'm the district where niggaz
Either in or pay visits like in laws

So we fend for
And the is in raw
We can't help but lost
else gon' make that engine roar?

Lay in 745
Big boy cars, that's all we
Into the club we get all the when you
Gettin' money my nigga

We off up in the club, we got our up
Drinks in the club because we gettin' that money my
We 24's, open them Bentley do's
Got plenty hoes we gettin' that money my nigga

TrackMaster remix y'all, Kels and
Big chips with twista y'all, get money