Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Money

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

Yeah, yeah, it's the remix,
a muh'fucker, yeah
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

the remix
Track Master remix, y'all, an' Jigga
Big chips Twista, y'all, get this money

I heard the ballers I pulled up to the club
'Cause I'm up on fo' flickers
Peanut butter interior, body
An' in you didn't know, I be the Twista

Hundred bombs in my pockets, put ones 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 nigga run up

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

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

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

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

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

Rollin' this cheer, put the in fear
Makin' bitches shed tears, a look at my career
Now the shit's when 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 that money, my nigga
We rollin' 24's, open them doors
Got plenty because we gettin' that money, my nigga

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

Gotta have my inch in it
In the house, from the gate, twenty
over an' I'm still not finished
I play haters like V tennis

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

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

Was a pimp at birth, first ho was a
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 o'clock

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

This for my niggaz
body Mo' sippers
Pimps, hustlers, herb
Get this

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

Gettin' this money, 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
I picture myself in deep dishes, just switchin' lanes

It's just insane, is it? I'm from the
Where either in prison or pay visits like in-laws
So we fend for an' the wealth is in raw
We can't but been lost, what else 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' money, my nigga

We off up in the club, we got our up
Drinks in the club we gettin' that money, my nigga
We rollin' 24's, them Bentley doors
Got hoes 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, lazy motherfuckers,
Dance, drunk sonobitches,
Get your money, nigga, best of