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 blue
Whose jewels got
mostly Dolce down to the tube sock?
The old pimp, Mase
You know ain't change but my limp
Can't till I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales, call it up
You don't believe in World, nigga, double up
We play around, it's a bet, lay it down
Niggas know me '91, bet they know me now
I'm the young Harlem nigga the Goldie sound
Can't no Ph.D. hold me down
Cudda schooled me to the game, now I know my
humble, stay low, blow like Hootie
True pimp niggas spend no dough on the
And then you yell, "there go Mase!" there go your

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

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

I'm the D to the A to the
Know you'd rather see me die to see me fly
I call all the
Rip all the spots, all the rocks, cop all the drops
I you thinking now when all the balling stops
Nigga never home, gotta me on the yacht
10 years from now still be on top
Yo, I I told you that we won't stop
Now what you gon' do with a crew got money much longer than yours,
And a team much than yours?
me, this'll be your day, we don't play
Mess around, be D.O.A. be on way
'Cause it enough time here
Ain't enough lime for you to shine here
with many women but treat dimes fair
And I'm bigger the city lights down in Times Square

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

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

B-I-G P-O-P-P-A, no for the DEA
agents mad 'cause I'm flagrant
Tap my cell and the in the basement
My team supreme, clean
Triple beam lyrical dream, I be
Cat you see at all bent
Gats in holsters, on shoulders
Playboy, I told ya, mics to me
too much, I lose too much
Step on stage, the girls boo too
I guess it's 'cause you run with lame dudes too
Me lose my Never that!
If I did, ain't no to get the gat
the true players at? Throw your Rollies in the sky
Wave 'em to side and keep your hands high
While I your girl the eye, player please
Lyrically, see B.I.G be flossing
Jig on the cover of Fortune, 5 O
Here's my phone number, your man ain't got to
I got the dough, got the down pizat
Platinum plus thizat
Dangerous on leave your ass flizat

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

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

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

I don't what they 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 like the more we come across
The more we see

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