Luyện nghe bài hát Money

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I ain't got all my life

Fiend for the green
Never get enough is a mother gangsta dream
For the love on a cash
You could live fast and you could die

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

Fools got floss and drop names
My faster than a runaway train
Fuck the don't ask me for shit
Catch you on knees and you want some dick

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

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

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

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

Dollar bill
Dollar bill
Dollar, dollar,
Dollar, dollar bill

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

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

Picked up the to mash you punk bitches
Don't wanna earn shit you wanna for the riches
Nothin' in life's for 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, history son
When your body disappears, then the come

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

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

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

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