Luyện nghe bài hát Mo Money, Mo Problems

Now, hot who not
Tell me who rock who sell out in the
You tell me who flopped who copped the drop
Who jewels got robbed who's mostly down

To the sock, the same ol' pimp
Mase, you know ain't nuttin' change but my
Can't stop till I see my on a blimp
Guarantee a million pullin' all the love

You don't believe in Harlem World nigga up
We don't play it's a bet lay it down
Nigga didn't know me ninety-one bet they me now
I'm the young Harlem nigga the Goldie sound

Can't no PHD niggaz hold me down,
me to the game, now I know my duty
Stay humble stay low blow like
True pimp niggaz no dough on the booty
And then ya yell there go Mase there go your

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

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

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

When all the ballin' stops, never
Home got a chrome one and a
Ten years now we'll still be on top
Yo, I I told you that we won't stop

Now whatcha do when it's cool
Bag a money much than yours
And a team stronger than yours, violate me
This'll be your day, we don't
around be D.O.A., be on your way

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

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

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

Uh, uh, B.I.G., P O P P A
No info, for the, DEA
Federal agents mad I'm flagrant
Tap my cell, and the phone in the

My supreme, stay clean
Triple lyrical dream, I be that
Cat you see at all events
Gats in holsters on shoulders

Playboy, I ya, bein' mice to me
Bruise too much, I lose, too
Step on stage the boo too much
I it's cause you run with lame dudes too much

Me lose my touch, that
If I did, ain't no to get the gat
Where the true at?
your roadies in the sky

Wave 'em side to side and keep their high
I give your girl the eye, player please
Lyrically, see, B.I.G.
be flossin' jig on the cover of

double oh, get the phone number
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 what, they want from me
It's like the more money we come
The problems 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 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? goin' on?
I don't know what, want from me
It's the more money we come across
The more we see