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 the blue drop
Who jewels got robbed mostly Goldie down

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

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

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

I know what, they want from me
It's the more money we come across
The problems 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 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 you thinkin' now's

all the ballin' stops, nigga never
Home got a one and a yacht
Ten years from now still be on top
Yo, I thought I you that we won't stop

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

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

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

I know what, they want from me
It's the more money we come across
The problems 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 cell, and the phone in the

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

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

Me lose my touch, never
If I did, ain't no to get the gat
Where the true at?
Throw your in the sky

Wave 'em to side and keep their hands high
While I give your girl the eye, player
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 phizat, platinum plus
Like thizat, on trizack, leave your ass kizzack

I don't know what, they want 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 more money we come
The problems we see

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

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

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