Luyện nghe bài hát Money

[Intro - Omillio - talking (Freeway)]
(I some fuckin money, man)
I you Free
Goin through this and shit
Now hoes actin up
Bills keep in, shit, focus

1 - Freeway]
I used to get from slingin the dope
But since they cracked down on dope slingin, I'm broke
And I used to get money from the crack
But since they down on that crack slingin, I'm cracked
I to get it there, expert at bringin 'em back
But now it ain't no packages to get
Prior to I was fillin apps
A few years before that was in the Barbershop hair
Barbershop sweeper kid, cop a hustle
Was sellin and oils to all the people there
Sixth, seventh and eighth I kept a couple
Dollars for work and fresh sneakers, I was 'em
Yep, now a recession and I'm stressin
I need it for lesser, I'm not tryin to be a man
I'm sure not tryin to do like my pops
Big pain in the bottom of his and it be hurtin him, damn!

[Chorus - Mr.
Ohhh, I close my eyes and all I can see is that (money, money)
(money, money)
A list of things my people need but first is money (money, money)
(money, money)
It like I found a pot of gold (no)
This a dream, this is reality homes
That's why my main focus is on money (focus on the money)
(money, money)

[Verse 2 - Sparks]
Just broke a new broad, she wants the car
A stacked up a yard, she tryin to spend it all
I'm out slingin the hard and don't the law
Bent a few corners and that, of course, involved
From C-A to D-A, they to take it all
I I need a vacation, reach out through calling cards
Or the mind frame vicious and start a Holocaust
I figure man, what's the difference? shit'll all a cost
Fuck it, let a nigga
Money, money,
is my bitch, ho breed envy, I keep pourin Henny
Screamin "fuck 'em!", the nigga in me
Y'all ain't come from the trap or trenches me
When cops and locked me
Guns plural, serve riches to El
From the projects, suburbs to the
Runnin through your town
Spit Philly game and it down
Focus and only for one purpose, that is

[Verse 3 -
Philly Free on his grind, I my paper straight
So I'm creatin rhymes without a paper mate
That got me bustin these lines, they got me rackin my
got me standin in line behind my label mates
No, I'm not Jay but I am on the way
And I am not Kanye but I can produce +Heartbreaks &
And the studio costs
'Cause I'm in the hood, I'm not lampin in the Mandalay
I'm hits, I need the same attention they get
Them niggaz throw a tantrum, you don't hand 'em pay
Record labels to jerk me like a hand job
If they hand me mine, I know how to handle this
somebody slumped, Riot Pump pistol grip
But fuck in prison wastin my plans away
I I gotta find another way to make the pay
Let me know if you can find a way to make the