Luyện nghe bài hát Mo Money, Mo Problems

Now, hot who not
Tell me who rock who out in the stores
You tell me who flopped who copped the blue
Who got robbed who's mostly Goldie down

To the sock, the same ol' pimp
Mase, you know ain't 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 nigga double 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 hold me down, Cooter
Schooled me to the game, now I my duty
humble stay low blow like Hootie
True pimp niggaz spend no on the booty
And ya yell there go Mase there go your cutie

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

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

Yeah yeah, ah ha, the C to the A to the D D Y
you'd 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 stops, nigga never
got a chrome one and a yacht
Ten years from now still be on top
Yo, I thought I you that we won't stop

Now gonna do when it's cool
Bag a money much than yours
And a team stronger than yours, violate me
This'll be day, we don't play
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 many women but treat dimes fair
And I'm bigger than the city down in Times Square
Yeah, yeah

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

I know what, they want from me
It's like the more money we across
The problems we see

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

My team supreme, clean
beam lyrical dream, I be that
Cat you see at all bent
Gats in holsters on shoulders

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

Me lose my touch, never
If I did, no problem to get the gat
Where the true at?
Throw roadies in the sky

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

Five oh, get the phone number
name, I got to know, I got to go
Got the flow down phizat, plus
Like thizat, dangerous on trizack, your ass kizzack

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

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

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

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

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