Luyện nghe bài hát Money

[The
told me that "Jesus Walks" in '04
But I grew up around Impala's and drug
Welcome to Los Angeles, trees and drug stores
All we know is rocks and presidents Mount Rushmore
Fuck the police, they hop out and doors
I ain't goin' back to jail, nigga that's what I for
My money or my glock, who do I more?
I don't know, it's probably the one that I more
Guess it's the green, 'cause paper niggaz
And my racist 'cause it hate niggaz
I used to only sell 8's like that Laker
Now I'm movin' 24's like I play at the Staples
You might miss The Game so nigga blink
My Phantom stand out like Frank mink
So go ahead and think, Frank Lucas think
Somebody'll find your brains on the fuckin' sink about

Dead presidents, big ("for the money")
Benjamins, skyscrapers, my get ("money")
My bitches get ("money") the strippers get
From the to the club I'll make it rain ("money")
In California die ("for the money")
From the South to New York, them fly for the ("money")
stop gettin' ("money") It don't matter where you from
If you hustle keep gettin' that ("money")

[The
I get it, that and Slim, Cash Money
All the jewelry on your whole crew, my tax money
That Pablo Escobar crack
LeBron first Nike contract money
That make it rain, all my niggaz a stack money
Stack it to the ceilin' then call it Shaq
That walk in the club, straight to the money
Flavor of Love, Deelishis on my lap money
rap money, niggaz get clapped money
Air Force One's don't when I trap money
Ooooh, I'm Rich Porter
Alpo nightmares whippin' that water
Like McDonald's, I was them orders
In that '02 Porche truck, whizzin' borders
I was through quarters when I made my first mill'
I'm about a dollar, 50 Cent real?

Dead presidents, big ("for the money")
Benjamins, skyscrapers, my get ("money")
My get ("money") like the strippers get
From the block to the club I'll it rain ("money")
In niggaz die ("for the money")
From the to New York, them bullets fly for the ("money")
Don't stop ("money") It don't matter where you from
If you hustle motherfucker gettin' that ("money")

[The
Somebody Snoop to pop open them briefcases
that Patron, tell 'em we want three cases
Fuck a car, you see these green faces?
at my chest, now you seen fakers
Treat my like the Cristal that we wastin'
Cause I'm a machine, I could re-make it
You a fool thinkin' that Freddy see Jason
I've been iced out, like who the fuck Jacob
The doc me to be patient, but I want
money Dwight Howard, next time he a free agent
I'm tryin' to make enough so I could feed Asia
Have Asians in the kitchen in Louis V. aprons
Word to Martha Stewart, if I park a Buick
Then I could flip a truck, I got the heart to do it
Ball like the nigga Parker do it
Speak no engles but dinero I it fluent

Dead presidents, big ("for the money")
Benjamins, skyscrapers, my get ("money")
My bitches get ("money") like the get
the block to the club I'll make it rain ("money")
In California die ("for the money")
the South to New York, them bullets fly for the ("money")
Don't stop gettin' ("money") It don't matter where you
If you hustle motherfucker keep that ("money")