Luyện nghe bài hát Money

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

I know if it's the pretty face or the expensive taste
That got wantin' to touch me like Case
Feels So like Mase, to pull over
Anywhere I want, on the Rover

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

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

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

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)

Yo yo yo, gimme the
Rich be swimmin' in money
I need Jet in mind, can't tease a dime
Lookin' in the mirror, feelin' pleased the shine

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

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

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

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

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

Ain't no love here, just the black gloves
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 fail you no more, one more F and he die

with my nails done, I can take guns apart, son
So when they come 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 me dough
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 love of
(Dollar y'all)
For the of money
(Really it, yeah)

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)

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)