Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Money

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

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

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

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

Hundred in my pockets, put your 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 nigga 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 academy of comin' after me

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

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

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

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

Rollin' this cheer, put the niggaz in
Makin' bitches shed tears, take a at my career
Now, the shit's swell 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 because we gettin' money my nigga
We rollin' 24's, them Bentley do's
Got plenty hoes because we gettin' that money my

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

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

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

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

Was a pimp at birth, first hoe was a
And be a pimp 'til I'm stretches in a hearse
showbiz is the worst
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 o'clock

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

This for my project
body mo' sippers
Pimps herb flippers
Get this

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

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

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

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

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

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

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