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

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

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

AZ:

Yo dun, the sun set
Call connect get all the
I'm vexed, nigga 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 got no style in ya
I'm into cheddar
??? armaretta
Armani sweaters, plus these could never dead us

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

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

This New York nineties Era Soso
AZ you know my
Now my is out to ghost ya

AZ:

Center a rose on the graveyard for now
The is up a half a mil now
I tried to grab him with his shield
What in a crazy paid up
Sharp but up
from Barbados
Never seen play those
Laylow what called him
His head and
Sippin cappuchino spilled to his suits
Lap was
was vulgar
Canvas paintings of the
And on his arm he wore a vulture
Tobacco pipe
your life is over
Justify the nova
Bullets flew out his right
Corpse a foul odor
The firm one adjourned
it to a closure

So now you rolling with us codefenders
No phony
no the difference
From supreme solo its the style ancient as Moses
Its kings, black goofies and white jesters
us
Crime invades the minds of
Where its pitch black they see you
Godfather three falling for dead in a

AZ:

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