Luyện nghe bài hát Mo Money Mo Problems

Now, who's hot, who
Tell me who rock, who out in the stores?
You tell me who flopped, who copped the blue
jewels got rocks?
Who's mostly Dolce down to the tube
The same old pimp,
You know ain't change but my limp
Can't stop I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales, it level up
You don't believe in World, nigga, double up
We don't play around, a bet, lay it down
Niggas didn't know me '91, bet they me now
I'm the Harlem nigga with the Goldie 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 niggas spend no dough on the
And then you yell, "there go Mase!" there go your

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 like the more money we across
The more we see

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

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

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

P-O-P-P-A, no info for the DEA
Federal agents mad 'cause I'm
Tap my cell and the in the basement
My team supreme, 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
Step on stage, the boo too much
I guess 'cause you run with lame dudes too much
Me my touch? Never that!
If I did, ain't no to get the gat
Where the players at? Throw your Rollies in the sky
Wave 'em side to side and keep your hands
While I give your girl the eye, player
Lyrically, niggas see B.I.G be
Jig on the cover of Fortune, 5 O
Here's my number, your man ain't got to know
I got the dough, got the down pizat
Platinum plus thizat
Dangerous on trizacks leave ass flizat

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

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 want from me
It's like the more money we across
The problems we see

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

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

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