Luyện nghe bài hát Money

Yo, I got this plan to make some
I want you to this shit to yourself
At a.m, the truck pulls out of the
Post office on Lankershin and
Now it makes one stop before it goes to
Which is a mail drop-off at First Federal and Savings

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

Livin' in a hard world, are livin' lies
Son you wise up and open up your eyes
Shit it never easy homie people will
have a hustle, if you mean to survive

Why you're so greedy, can you us all why?
homie believe me you're fuckin' metal ply
For the dollar everybody is a that's real
Talkin' is 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 avoid the blood
All the money that we stole too weak to take
Give it to an honest man the money is still

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

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bill y'all
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

I ain't got through all my

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

Show where's the can bet ass you believe it
'Cause niggas that you know try hard to be
hard is fuck for everything to rock
You a mother fucker 'fore I get got

Fools got floss and drop names
My move's than a runaway train
Fuck the world ask me for shit
Catch you on your and you want some dick

Spot a gold nigga a hairline trigger
Each root make, their reputations get bigger
For the love of the money, pussy, and
Fools change and get all up

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

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

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

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

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

He decided to jet it, could with no discussion
Straps of all pain fuckin' eruptin'
For the green little jackin' your neighbors
But what if your neighbor put the arms in his

Picked up the to mash you punk bitches
Don't earn shit you wanna jack for the riches
in life's for free my nigga learn that
You burn someone they just burn back

Scorchin' to the third degree
Auh y'all trigger to be
Put out of you misery, you're son
When your disappears, then the mystery come

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

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

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

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