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

We bigger the Jews..
than the Irish..
you can run the whole country!
YOU be the next 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
that was lightning and rain
I'm tied up in the cocaine spot like Bangkok
I'm blindfold, type mind control this torture
His accent like the rarest culture
Askin me, my atrophy stabbin me
Says his attribute, was satanic, masonic,
I felt reminded of my fast life
and winters, blinded til the flashlight

Yo Dunm, the sun set
Call connect get all the
I'm vexed, this stall for sex
Lost respect, off his neck
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 bigger cheddar, G's and better, Armarett-ah's
Armani sweaters, plus crabs could never dead us

AZ (repeat 2X)

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

Now official
Got you sippin in crystal
You fish you so you fell and took your fam witchu
I'm out to get you, guaranteed shell'll hit you
Plus I'm on some too
Layin down witchu
Mafioso, the New York 90's era Sosa
AZ, you know my
Now my wolves is out to ya

Scent of a rose on the graveyard for now
The is up a half a mil now
I tried to grab him with his down
Four walked in, they're crazy up
Sharp but up
Gators from Barbados, never seen nobody play
Lay-Low's what they called him, his baldin
cappucino, spilled on his silk suits, was scaldin
Laugh was vulgar, paintings of the Isatollah
And on his arm he wore a vulture
Tobacco pipe smoker, Escobar your life is
Justify the righteous
Bullets flew out his right
Corpse a foul odor, The Firm Volume 1 adjourned
Bring it to a

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

Now forced to listen
I got the mind of a from Princeton
Play your position, or soon you'll be lost and
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 it's mellow
Incognito, on the lee-low, Carlito
Cause we know, niggaz really want us to see doe
You know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride
to pearly white gates, watch that suicide

2X

Homicide, mo
Mo suicide, mo homicide..

{*music
1:18 length song starts*}

Born alone, die alone.. 4X}

All alone in wilderness
Who can figure as ill as this?
My vision's blurred guerilla's mist
Gun sprays, trey's a portion of my crew in graves
that would screw in ways unknown to these dudes today
Intelligence, us all away from state evidence
cause it's evident, this world is 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}