Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Money

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

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

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

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

Hundred bombs in my pockets, put your up
I some niggaz lookin' at me for the come up
Try to creep, creep, I a gun up
I put a hole in the nigga that run up

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

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

Pull up on the block in the 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 in the back, two fiends in the front
Twenty two inch shoes, in the trunk
Gettin' money my nigga

dough off a style I be the best in
Glad to be down these two livin' legends
Now, let me see which league I'ma in
Gettin' that money my

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

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 we gettin' that money my nigga

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

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

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

Feelin' on your
Tryin' to get one of these ladies
To up to my room and do, me
Have her man like he?

Was a at birth, first hoe was a nurse
And be a pimp 'til 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 a superstar
We lunch, now twelve o'clock

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

for my project niggaz
Wide mo' sippers
Pimps hustlers herb
Get money

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

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

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

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

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

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

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