Luyện nghe bài hát Money

Yo, I got this to make some money
I want you to keep this shit to
At 6:15 a.m, the pulls out of the
Post office on and Wilsher
Now it makes one stop before it to Sacramento
Which is a mail at First Federal Loan and Savings

I did whatever I to get by
dope, jack people, hands in the sky
When you on the edge, yeah homie it's a high
You get up in the drama and eventually you die

Livin' in a hard world, some are livin'
Son you better wise up and open up your
Shit it never easy homie will connive
Better have a hustle, if you to survive

Why so greedy, can you tell us all why?
Look believe me you're fuckin' metal ply
For the dollar everybody is a target that's
is smog you're fate's signed and sealed

You could be the one cross 'em in the path
What maybe if you do the math you can the blood bath
All the money that we stole too weak to greed
Give it to an honest man the money is still

Dollar bill
bill y'all
Dollar, dollar,
Dollar, dollar bill

Dollar bill
bill y'all
Dollar, dollar,
Dollar, bill y'all

bill y'all
Dollar y'all
Dollar, dollar,
Dollar, dollar y'all

Dollar bill
Dollar y'all
Dollar, dollar,
Dollar, dollar y'all

I ain't got all my life

Fiend for the mean
Never get is a mother fuckin' gangsta dream
For the on a cash flow
You could live and you could die slow

where's the can bet your ass you believe it
'Cause that you know try hard to be schemin'
Work hard is fuck for everything to
You a dead mother fucker I get got

Fools got game floss and drop
My move's than a runaway train
Fuck the world don't ask me for
Catch you on your knees and you some dick

Spot a gold nigga a hairline trigger
Each root they make, their get bigger
For the of the money, pussy, and drug
Fools and get all twisted up

Dollar y'all
Dollar bill
Dollar, dollar,
Dollar, dollar y'all

bill y'all
Dollar bill
Dollar, dollar,
Dollar, bill y'all

bill y'all
Dollar y'all
Dollar, dollar,
Dollar, dollar y'all

bill y'all
Dollar y'all
Dollar, dollar,
Dollar, dollar y'all

Only if ya keep your eyes peeled
'Cause you were talkin' for and that's real
Whether you rap or do biz or deal
Homie for the dollar, you can get killed

He decided to jet it, could happen no discussion
Straps of all pain fools fuckin'
For the little papers jackin' your neighbors
But if your neighbor put the arms in his favor?

Picked up the heater to mash you bitches
Don't earn shit you wanna jack for the riches
Nothin' in for free my nigga learn that
You burn they might just burn back

Scorchin' nigga to the degree
Auh y'all deserve to be
Put out of you misery, history son
When your body disappears, then the mystery

bill y'all
Dollar bill
Dollar, dollar,
Dollar, dollar y'all

Dollar bill
Dollar y'all
Dollar, dollar,
Dollar, dollar y'all

Dollar bill
bill y'all
Dollar, dollar,
Dollar, dollar y'all

bill y'all
Dollar y'all
Dollar, dollar,
Dollar, bill y'all