Luyện nghe bài hát Mo Money Mo Problems

Now, hot, who not?
me who rock, who sell out in the stores?
You me who flopped, who copped the blue drop?
Whose jewels got
Who's mostly down to the tube sock?
The old pimp, Mase
You ain't nothing change but my limp
stop till I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales, it level up
You don't believe in Harlem World, nigga, up
We don't play around, a bet, lay it down
Niggas didn't me '91, bet they know me now
I'm the young Harlem nigga with the sound
Can't no Ph.D. hold me down
Cudda schooled me to the game, now I my duty
Stay humble, low, blow like Hootie
True pimp spend no dough on the booty
And then you yell, "there go Mase!" there go cutie

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

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

I'm the D to the A to the
Know rather see me die than to see me fly
I all the shots
Rip all the spots, all the rocks, cop all the drops
I know you thinking now when all the balling
Nigga never home, gotta me on the yacht
10 years from now we'll be on top
Yo, I I told you that we won't stop
Now you gon' do with a crew that got money much longer 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 ain't time here
Ain't enough here for you to shine here
Deal with many women but treat fair
And I'm bigger the city lights down in Times Square

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

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

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 supreme, stay clean
Triple beam lyrical dream, I be
Cat you see at all bent
in holsters, girls on shoulders
Playboy, I ya, mere mics to me
Bruise too much, I lose too
on stage, the girls boo too much
I guess it's 'cause you run with dudes too much
Me lose my Never that!
If I did, no problem to get the gat
Where the true players at? your Rollies in the sky
Wave 'em to side and keep your hands high
While I give your the eye, player please
Lyrically, niggas see B.I.G be
Jig on the of Fortune, 5 double O
Here's my phone number, your man ain't got to
I got the dough, got the flow pizat
Platinum plus thizat
on trizacks leave your ass flizat

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

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

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

What's goin' on? What's on? (Somebody tell me) What's goin' on?

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

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

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

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