Luyện nghe bài hát Mo Money, Mo Murder, Mo Homicide

We than the Jews..
bigger the Irish..
you can run the whole country!
YOU be the next John D. Rockerfeller

"Nobody noticed us, gave a shit..
but the we get,
the more TAKING from other people.."

Yo, in a mahogany, scenery
that was lightning and rain
I'm up in the basement cocaine spot like Bangkok
I'm blindfold, Vietnam type mind this torture
His sounds like the rarest culture
Askin me, my atrophy stabbin me
Says his attribute, was satanic, masonic,
I felt reminded of my life ventures
and winters, blinded til the flashlight

Yo Dunm, the sun set
Call connect get all the
I'm vexed, nigga stall for sex
Lost respect, off his neck
My calibre, got me thinkin on a higher
See me I'm just as as ya
but you ain't got no in ya
I'm into cheddar, G's and better, Armarett-ah's
Armani sweaters, plus these crabs never dead us

AZ (repeat 2X)

Mo money, mo murder, mo
You catch that body nigga, better have that
You never know it just be yo' time you take yo' ride
to them pearly white gates, (now) watch suicide

Now official
Got you sippin in crystal
You fish you foul so you fell and took fam witchu
I'm out to get you, guaranteed every hit you
Plus I'm on shit too
down whose-ever witchu
Mafioso, the New York City 90's era
AZ, you my culture
Now my wolves is out to ya

Scent of a rose on the for real now
The is up a half a mil now
I tried to grab him with his shield
walked in, they're crazy paid up
Sharp but up
Gators Barbados, never seen nobody play those
Lay-Low's what they him, his head baldin
Sippin cappucino, spilled on his suits, was scaldin
Laugh was vulgar, canvas paintings of the
And on his arm he wore a vulture
pipe smoker, Escobar your life is over
Justify the righteous
Bullets flew out his shoulder
Corpse leavin a foul odor, The Volume 1 adjourned
Bring it to a

So now you're wit us,
like co-defendents, no business
So the difference - from supreme solo
it's the styles ancient as Moses
It's Latin Kings, Black Kufis, and Jesters
us
Crime the minds of youngsters
Where pitch black they can't see you
3, fallin for dead, in a cathedral

Now you're forced to
I got the mind of a from Princeton
Play position, or soon you'll be lost and missin
far from fiction
My presence is that of a christian
With ammunition puttin states submission
Street addiction, got me in thorough with buroughs
Still in the ghetto, but in the cut where mellow
Incognito, on the lee-low, Carlito
Cause we know, niggaz don't really us to see doe
You never know it might just be yo' you take yo' ride
to pearly white gates, watch that suicide

2X

Homicide, mo
Mo suicide, mo homicide..

{*music
{*untitled 1:18 song starts*}

Born alone, die alone.. 4X}

All alone in wilderness
Who can figure as ill as this?
My vision's from guerilla's mist
Gun sprays, left a portion of my crew in graves
Niggaz that would screw in ways unknown to these dudes
Intelligence, us all away from state evidence
cause evident, this world is controlled on dead presidents
Never hesitant, I'm soulless, filled coldness
Born to uphold this til I'm dead from oldness

Born alone, die alone.. 6X to fade}