Luyện nghe bài hát Money

Yo, I got this plan to make some
I you to keep this shit to yourself
At 6:15 a.m, the truck 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 Loan and

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

Livin' in a hard world, some are 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?
homie believe me you're fuckin' metal ply
For the dollar everybody is a that's real
Talkin' is smog you're fate's and sealed

You could be the next one '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 deep

bill y'all
Dollar y'all
Dollar, dollar,
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Dollar bill
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Dollar bill
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I ain't got through all my

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

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

Fools got game floss and names
My faster than a runaway train
Fuck the world ask me for shit
you on your knees and you want some dick

Spot a gold with 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 bill
Dollar y'all
Dollar, dollar,
Dollar, bill y'all

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

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

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Dollar, dollar,
Dollar, bill y'all

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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