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

-Your bigger the Jews
-Bigger than the
-You run the fuckin country
-You can be the next John D.
-Nobody noticed us, gave a shit
-But the bigger we get, the more takin from other people

Yo, in a mahogany, black
That was lightin and rain
I'm tied up in the basement cocaine spot, like
I'm
type mind controless torture
His sounds like the rarest culture
Askin me, my astroby stabbin me
its astrobute
What's atonic, mesonic,
I felt reminded of my fast ventures
And
Blinded til the flashlight

AZ:

Yo dun, the sun set
Call connect get all the
I'm vexed, this love his sex
He lost respect, lets off his
My
Got me thinkin on a higher
See me I'm just as foul as ya, but you ain't got no in ya
I'm bigger cheddar
??? armaretta
Armani sweaters, plus these crabs could never us

Mo money, more murder more
You catch body nigga, better have that alibi
You never know, it might just be time to take that ride
To them pearly white gates, watch suicide

Now government
Got you sippin on Cristal and
You ???
And took clan with you
i'm out to get you
every shell will hit you
Plus I'm on shit to
Layin down with you

This New York City Era Soso
AZ you my culture
Now my wolves is out to ya

AZ:

a rose on the graveyard for real now
The is up a half a mil now
I to grab him with his shield down
What walked in a crazy up
but straight up
gators Barbados
seen nobody play those
Laylow they called him
His bald and
Sippin cappuchino to his silk suits
Lap was
Laugh was
paintings of the Iaetola
And on his arm he wore a vulture
Tobacco smoker
Escobar your life is
Justify the nova
flew out his right shoulder
Corpse leaving a foul
The volume one adjourned
it to a closure

So now you rolling us like codefenders
No business
Should no the
From supreme solo its the style ancient as scriptures
Its latin kings, goofies and white jesters
us
Crime the minds of youngsters
Where its pitch black can't see you
Godfather three for dead in a cathedral

AZ:

Now you to listen
I got the mind of a from Princeton
your position
Or you'll be lost and missing
Its far fiction
My is like that of a christian
With ammunition puttin under submission
Street
Got me tied thorough with
in the ghetto
But in the cut its mellow
Incognito on the
Like
we know
Niggas don't really want us to see
You never know it might just be your to take your ride
To them white gates watch that suicide