Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Money

That let his fuck flow go
Niggaz tryin' to switch up the on niggaz
Hit niggaz, slip niggaz a micky
that joint

Yeah, yeah, the remix, y'all
Like a muh'fucker,
Wassup my nigga? An' hot up in that boy, ain't it man?
Yo, Jay, Kel, ta set it off for y'all, yeah, c'mon

It's the
Track Master remix, y'all, an' Jigga
Big with Twista, y'all, get this money

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

bombs in my pockets, put your ones 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 first nigga run up

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

I know I got what you
I know I got you need
an' mob to the top
Before you get money

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

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

Makin' off a style I be the best in
to be down with these two livin' legends
Now let me see which league invest in
that money, my nigga

Rollin' this cheer, put the niggaz in
bitches shed tears, take a look at my career
Now the shit's swell when I get up to 70 in the
Peep the wing 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' money, my nigga
We rollin' 24's, open Bentley doors
Got plenty because we gettin' that money, my nigga

Pull up to the club, chicks in the
Some smokin' on weed, some sippin'
the club, whole 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, twenty
Game over an' I'm not finished
I play haters like V play

Livin' like a motherfuckin' Richie nigga
Got a butler for my Maybach,
White linen, cigar
Lyrics like bullets, tongue like a

Feelin' on your
Tryin' to get one of these nice
To come up to my an' do me
her man like, Who's he?

Was a pimp at birth, first ho was a
An' I'ma be a pimp I'm stretches in a hearse
Sometimes showbiz is the
I'm blessed 'The Gift & The Curse'

ball, now I'm off to the spa
an' 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 five o'clock
Seven 'til nine o'clock
We in my crib, my bed, non-stop

This for my project
body Mo' sippers
Pimps, hustlers, herb
Get money

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

this money, switchin' my whips an' my kicks
Like I'm just addicted to difference, you pick you want from me
To be a lame with visions of riches, enter my
Like I picture myself in deep dishes, just switchin'

It's just insane, is it? I'm from the
Where niggaz either in prison or pay like in-laws
So we fend for ourself an' the is in raw
We can't help but been lost, what else gon' make that engine

Lay in 745, big boy cars, that's all we drive
the club we get all the eyes
When you that money, my nigga

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

Track remix, y'all, Kels an' Jigga
Big with Twista, y'all, get this money

Dance, c'mon, you sonobitches,
Dance, lazy motherfuckers,
Dance, drunk sonobitches,
Get your money, nigga, best of