Luyện nghe bài hát Money

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

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

The way I put it on a nigga
I have 'em comin' back, on my door like Jehovah's
Ya'll know that Charli's in charge
Weekly massage, and gold cars

Money in NY to Witchitaw
And I stay my niggas 'cause you know how bitches are
Aggy, 'cause they baby daddy bag me
That's why I leave home without the 44
Ya'll hoes do nothin' to me

I got this game wrapped a dubee
Pinned up in
rappin' about, I really got
And it ain't that I'm on myself, I'm really hot

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 love of
(Really it, yeah)

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

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

Wanna Long Kiss Goodnight, don't hold ya
Bitches know I'm the with my MAC lipstick
Crushin' the player haters with a navigator
alligator, my bag is too
If I was like you, I would be mad like you

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

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)

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

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

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

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

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

For the of money
(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)

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 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)