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

We bigger the Jews..
bigger the Irish..
you can run the fuckin country!
YOU could be the John D. Rockerfeller

"Nobody us, nobody gave a shit..
but the we get,
the more we're TAKING from people.."

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

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

AZ (repeat 2X)

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

Now government
Got you sippin Cristal in
You fish you foul so you fell and your fam witchu
I'm out to get you, every shell'll hit you
Plus I'm on shit too
Layin down witchu
Mafioso, the New York 90's era Sosa
AZ, you my culture
Now my is out to ghost ya

Scent of a rose on the graveyard for now
The stakes is up a a mil now
I tried to grab him with his shield
Four in, they're crazy paid up
Sharp but up
Gators from Barbados, never seen nobody those
Lay-Low's what called him, his head baldin
cappucino, spilled on his silk suits, was scaldin
Laugh was vulgar, paintings of the Isatollah
And on his arm he wore a priceless
Tobacco pipe smoker, Escobar your life is
Justify the nova
Bullets out his right shoulder
Corpse leavin a odor, The Firm Volume 1 adjourned
it to a closure

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

Now forced to listen
I got the mind of a grad from
Play your position, or soon you'll be and missin
far from fiction
My presence is that of a christian
With ammunition puttin states under
Street addiction, got me tied in thorough buroughs
Still in the ghetto, but in the cut where it's
Incognito, on the lee-low, Carlito
Cause we know, niggaz don't want us to see doe
You know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride
to them white gates, watch that suicide

2X

Homicide, mo
Mo suicide, mo homicide..

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Born alone, die alone.. 4X}

All alone in this
Who can figure life as ill as
My vision's blurred guerilla's mist
Gun sprays, trey's left a of my crew in graves
Niggaz that screw in ways unknown to these dudes today
Intelligence, kept us all away from evidence
cause it's evident, this world is on dead presidents
Never hesitant, I'm soulless, filled with
Born to uphold this til I'm left dead from

Born alone, die alone.. {repeat 6X to