Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Money

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

Yeah, yeah, it's the remix,
Like a muh'fucker,
Wassup my An' still 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 remix, y'all, Kels an' Jigga
Big chips with Twista, y'all, get this

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

Hundred in my pockets, put your ones up
I hear some niggaz lookin' at me for the 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 music is a of me
Can't nobody spit it as me
Got an academy of haters after me

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

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

Oh five Chrysler, for the blunts
hoes in the back, two fiends in the front
Twenty-two inch shoes, CV's in the
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 league invest in
Gettin' money, my nigga

Rollin' cheer, put the niggaz in fear
Makin' bitches tears, take a look at my career
Now the swell when I get up to 70 in the Coupe
Peep the when I hope 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, open them doors
Got plenty because we gettin' that money, my nigga

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

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

Livin' like a motherfuckin' Rich nigga
Got a for my Maybach, nigga
White linen, cigar
Lyrics like bullets, like a trigger

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

Was a at birth, first ho was a nurse
An' I'ma be a pimp 'til I'm in a hearse
showbiz is the worst
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 with a superstar
We take lunch, now twelve

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

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

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

Gettin' money, switchin' my whips an' my kicks
Like I'm just addicted to difference, you pick what you from me
To be a lame with of riches, enter my brain
I picture 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 like
So we for ourself an' the wealth is in raw
We can't help but been lost, what else make that engine roar?

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

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 doors
Got plenty because we gettin' that money, my nigga

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

Dance, c'mon, you sonobitches,
Dance, motherfuckers, dance
Dance, drunk sonobitches,
Get money, nigga, best of both