Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Money

That nigga let his fuckin' go
Niggaz tryin' to up the flows on niggaz
Hit niggaz, niggaz with a Micky
Drop joint

Yeah, yeah, it's the remix
a muh'fucker, oh yeah
Whassup my and still hot up in that boy
Ain't it man, yo Jay, Kel, fin' ta set it off for y'all,

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

I, heard the ballers when I up to the club
'Cause I'm up on fo' flickers
Peanut butter interior, black
And in case you didn't know, I be the

Hundred in my pockets, put your ones up
I hear niggaz lookin' 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
Spit it cold 'cause the music is a of me
nobody spit it as fast as me
Got an of haters comin' after me

I I got what you want
I I got what you need
and mob to the top
Before you get this

up on the block in the alien gray Bentley
Full of sport modes, you could hang with me
Just to get in early, I paid a 50
that money my nigga

Oh, five Chrysler, for the blunts
Three hoes in the back, two in the front
Twenty two shoes, CV's in the trunk
that money my nigga

Makin' dough off a style I be the in
Glad to be down these two livin' legends
Now, let me see which I'ma invest in
Gettin' that 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
the wing when I hope out the tail, tell 'em Kel

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

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

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

Livin' like a Richie Rich nigga
Got a Butler for my nigga
linen, smokin' cigar
Lyrics like bullets, tongue like a

Feelin' on booty
Tryin' to get one of these nice
To come up to my and do, me
Have her man like he?

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

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

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

for my project niggaz
Wide body mo'
Pimps hustlers flippers
Get this

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

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

visions of riches, enter my brain
Like I picture myself in deep dishes, just switchin'
It's just insane, is it? I'm from the district niggaz
Either in prison or pay like in laws

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

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

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

TrackMaster remix y'all, and Jigga
Big with twista y'all, get this money