Luyện nghe bài hát Mo Money Mo Problems

Now, hot who not
me who rock who sell out in the stores
You tell me who flopped who copped the drop
Who jewels got robbed who's mostly Goldie
To the tube sock, the ol' pimp

Mase, you ain't nuttin' change but my limp
Can't stop I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million pullin' all the love
You don't believe in Harlem World double up

We don't play it's a bet lay it down
didn't know me ninety one bet they know me now
I'm the Harlem nigga with the Goldie sound
Can't no PHD niggaz me down, Cooter

Schooled me to the game, now I my duty
Stay stay low blow like Hootie
True pimp niggaz spend no dough on the
And then ya yell there go Mase there go your

I don't what, they want from me
It's the more money we come across
The more we see

I don't what, they want from me
It's like the more we come across
The more we see

Yeah, yeah, ah, ah, the C to the A to the D D Y
Know rather see me die than to see me fly
I call all the shots rip all the spots, all the rocks
Cop all the drops, I know you thinkin' now's all the ballin' stops

Nigga home got a chrome one and a yacht
Ten years from now we'll be on top
Yo, I thought I told you that we stop
Now whatcha gonna do it's cool

Bag a money longer than yours
And a team stronger than yours, violate me
This will be your day, we don't
Mess around be D.O.A., be on way

'Cause it ain't enough here, ain't enough lime here
For you to here, deal with many women but treat dimes fair
And I'm bigger than the city lights in Times Square
Yeah, yeah,

I don't know what, want from me
It's like the more we come across
The problems we see

I know what, they want from me
like the more money we come across
The more we see

Uh, uh, B.I.G., P O, P P A, no info, for the, DEA
Federal mad cause I'm flagrant
Tap my and the phone in the basement
My team supreme, stay clean triple lyrical dream

I be cat you see at all events bent
Gats in holsters on shoulders
Playboy, I told ya, mice to me
too much, I lose, too much
Step on stage the boo too much

I guess 'cause you run with lame dudes too much
Me lose my touch, never that if I did, no problem to get the gat
Where the true at? Throw your roadies in the sky
Wave 'em side to side and their hands high

I give your girl the eye, player please
Lyrically, niggaz see, B.I.G. be flossin' jig on the cover of
Five double oh, get the phone your name
I got to know, I got to go got the down phizat, platinum plus
thizat, dangerous on trizack, leave your ass kizzack

I don't know what, they want me
It's like the money we come across
The more we see

I don't know what, they want me
like the more money we come across
The more we see

I don't know what, they from me
It's like the money we come across
The more we see

What's on? What's goin' on?
I know what, they want from me
like the more money we come across
The more we see

What's goin' on? What's on?
I don't what, they want from me
It's like the money we come across
The more we see

What's goin' on? goin' on?
I don't know what, want from me
It's like the more we come across
The problems we see