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

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

Yo, in a mahogany, scenery
That was and rain drops
I'm tied up in the basement cocaine spot, Bangkok
I'm
Vietnam mind controless torture
His accent like the rarest culture
me, my astroby stabbin me gradually
Says its
atonic, mesonic, ironic
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, this love his sex
He respect, lets off his neck
My
Got me thinkin on a algebra
See me I'm as foul as ya, but you ain't got no style in ya
I'm bigger cheddar
Cheese ???
Armani sweaters, plus crabs could never dead us

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

Now official
Got you sippin on and crystal
You ???
And took your with you
i'm out to get you
every shell will hit you
Plus I'm on shit to
down whomever's with 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 stakes is up a a mil now
I tried to grab him with his shield
walked in a crazy paid up
Sharp but up
from Barbados
Never nobody play those
Laylow they called him
His head and
cappuchino spilled to his silk suits
Lap was
was vulgar
Canvas paintings of the
And on his arm he a priceless vulture
Tobacco pipe
your life is over
Justify the nova
Bullets out his right shoulder
Corpse leaving a odor
The firm one adjourned
Bring it to a

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

AZ:

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