Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Money

That let his fuck flow go
Niggaz tryin' to switch up the on niggaz
Hit niggaz, slip with a micky
Drop 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, fin' ta set it off for y'all, yeah,

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

I heard the ballers I pulled up to the club
'Cause I'm up on fo' flickers
Peanut butter interior, black
An' in case you know, I be the Twista

Hundred bombs in my pockets, put your 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 an' T
Spit it 'cause the music is a part of me
Can't spit it fast as me
Got an of haters comin' 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 Bentley
Full of sport modes, you never could with me
to get in early, I paid a extra 50
Getting' money, my nigga

Oh Chrysler, trees for the blunts
Three hoes in the back, two fiends in the
Twenty-two inch shoes, 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 I'ma in
Gettin' money, my nigga

Rollin' this cheer, put the niggaz in
Makin' bitches shed tears, 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' money, my nigga
We rollin' 24's, open them Bentley
Got plenty hoes because we gettin' money, my nigga

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

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

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

Feelin' on booty
Tryin' to get one of these nice
To come up to my 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
Sometimes showbiz is the
I'm with '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 'bout five
Seven 'til nine o'clock
We in my crib, my bed, non-stop

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

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

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 visions of riches, enter my brain
Like I picture in deep dishes, just switchin' lanes

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

Lay in 745, big boy cars, that's 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 gettin' money, my nigga
We rollin' 24's, open them doors
Got plenty hoes because we gettin' that money, my

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

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