Luyện nghe bài hát Money

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

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

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

Money stashed in NY to
And I stay with my niggas 'cause you know how are
Aggy, they baby daddy wanna bag me
That's why I never leave home the 44
Ya'll hoes can't do to me

I got this game like a dubee
up in what?
Charli rappin' about, I got
And it ain't I'm stuck on myself, I'm really hot

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

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

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

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

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

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

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)

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 will be in the briefcase
Yeah, Kiss Goodnight, Baltimore get it right
For the cash, pop out the and shoot through the ice

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

Bingo, get 'em ready for like nothin' happen
Here's a apple for the teacher, tell 'em said,"Hi"
Bet he fail you no more, one more F and he die

Even with my done, I can take guns apart, son
So they come lookin' for this reporter broke, Un
with birds but I had to move 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 dawg keep yours yo
For

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 love of
(Really it, yeah)

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