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

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

Yo, in a mahogany, scenery
That was and rain drops
I'm up in the basement cocaine spot, like Bangkok
I'm
type mind controless torture
His accent sounds the rarest culture
me, my astroby stabbin me gradually
Says its
What's atonic, mesonic,
I reminded of my fast life ventures
And
Blinded til the enters

AZ:

Yo dun, the sun set
connect get all the tech's
I'm vexed, nigga love his sex
He lost respect, off his neck
My
Got me thinkin on a algebra
See me I'm just as foul as ya, but you ain't got no in ya
I'm into cheddar
Cheese ???
Armani sweaters, plus these crabs never dead us

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

Now official
Got you sippin on and crystal
You ???
And your clan with you
i'm out to get you
Guaranteed shell will hit you
Plus I'm on some to
Layin down whomever's you

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

AZ:

Center a rose on the for real now
The is up a half a mil now
I to grab him with his shield down
What walked in a paid up
Sharp but up
gators from
Never seen play those
Laylow what they him
His bald and
cappuchino spilled to his silk suits
Lap was
was vulgar
Canvas of the Iaetola
And on his arm he wore a vulture
Tobacco pipe
your life is over
Justify the nova
flew out his right shoulder
Corpse leaving a odor
The firm one adjourned
it to a closure

So now you rolling with us like
No business
no the difference
From solo its the style ancient as Moses scriptures
Its latin kings, black goofies and 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 forced to
I got the mind of a grad Princeton
your position
Or soon you'll be and missing
Its far fiction
My presence is that of a christian
ammunition puttin states under submission
Street
Got me tied thorough burrows
in the ghetto
But in the cut its mellow
Incognito on the
Carlito
Cause we
Niggas really want us to see dough
You never know it just be your time to take your ride
To them pearly white gates that suicide