Luyện nghe bài hát Money

For the of what
Uh huh,
Charli Dangerous, H-Class, E
Uhh uhh

I don't know if it's the pretty or the expensive taste
That got everybody wantin' to me like Case
Feels So Good Mase, to pull over
Anywhere I want, on the Rover

The way I put it on a nigga
I have 'em comin' back, knockin' on my door like
already know that Charli's in charge
Weekly massage, platnuim and gold

stashed in NY to Witchitaw
And I stay my niggas 'cause you know how bitches are
Aggy, 'cause they baby wanna bag me
That's why I never leave without the 44
Ya'll hoes do nothin' to me

I got this game wrapped a dubee
up in what?
Charli about, I really got
And it that I'm stuck on myself, I'm really hot

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the love of
(Gots to it, eh, heh)

For the of money
(Dollar y'all)
For the love of
(Really it, yeah)

Yo yo yo, the money
Rich bitch be in money
I need Jet Ski's in mind, can't a dime
Lookin' in the mirror, feelin' with the shine

Lady Rolex for the time, the is S
the ice on the bra of my chest
When the money ain't right I go far to the
Niggas wanna play then Charli direct

Wanna Long Goodnight, don't hold ya breath
Bitches know I'm the shit with my MAC
Crushin' the haters with a purple navigator
alligator, my bag is too
If I was broke like you, I be mad like you

But you can come work for Charli, a boss a body
Ask anybody, I take over Gotti
Poo by the poo while you another hottie
Niggas roll bricks stay if it's notty

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the love of
(Gots to it, eh, heh)

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the of money
(Really it, yeah)

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the love of
(Gots to it, eh, heh)

For the of money
(Dollar y'all)
For the love of
(Really it, yeah)

Uh huh, yo when you look you see the slim waist, no trace
'Cause shit for no will be in the briefcase
Yeah, Long Kiss Goodnight, get it right
For the cash, pop out the window and shoot the ice

Ain't no love here, just the gloves here
Check it and I don't get by with I can't leave in 30 seconds
But my kids, they think mommy a teacher, they know
For the love of this, I make the world tre' dough

Bingo, get 'em for school like nothin' happen
a apple for the teacher, tell 'em mommy said,"Hi"
Bet he won't fail you no more, one F and he die

Even with my nails done, I can guns apart, son
So when come lookin' for this reporter broke, Un
Dealt with birds but I had to on
But for none of I tattoo the little P-Pac on my arm

Ask Un how the ones be when he advance me
So I put out mines and tell dawg yours yo
For

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the of money
(Gots to it, eh, heh)

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the love of
(Really it, yeah)

For the of money
(Dollar y'all)
For the of money
(Gots to it, eh, heh)

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the of money
(Really it, yeah)

For the of money
(Dollar y'all)
For the love of
(Gots to it, eh, heh)

For the love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the of money
(Really it, yeah)