Luyện nghe bài hát Money

Dollar, bills
Dotes, marks, franks, yens and
I rock the chopped up sounds from devinger
Out the Ford Rover, up top in the
I be loyal to my peps like pooh to stud doogie
Never bad news, paying crazy dues

I'm blowing out crews and taming mad
Like Bill Shakespeare, the fakes will
The in your ear is strong like everclear
200 proofs put the match to the roof
And set this bitch on fire, get to empire
About to strike back if you rock the mic
And that's the way it is yo it's like that

Money, money
It be the root of all
Money, y'all
It makes you popular people

I go to the '80's like, "Three times a lady"
When it was pussy for free and crack for
It just to me, it's time for surgery
I remove emcees tumors
The lies and the rumors got me thinking of dove

About made social club
Yo, to my mama, I'm high off the trauma
Whitey Ford gets deeper a subway train
And I serve lazy fools like fast food
All pain no gain makes the brain
Life in the fast lane deflates the cash

Dollar bill y'all, bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill

Dollar y'all, dollar bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla y'all

Everlast, it money
(To get fly ass hoe)
It takes
(To see me rock a show)
It money
(To get last bag of smoke 'cuz [unverified])
Hey, I'm about to gee off like my name was Edo
Black call me Whitey, Spanish kids Whito
White kids me king of this B-boy thing

If it's broke he fix it, if it's wack the mix it
Can't none of you emcees fuck with these
You be crazy on my dick some porno chick
For the style that I'm blessing, ain't no guessing
Can't heed the lesson, subtraction,
The war for submission, ain't no

Won't stop I've eaten off a platinum plate
I stocks and bonds, plus the real estate
I want the iron and low interest rates
Plus a fly spot to bring all my dates
A little of cash to put inside the safe
When times get lean, y'all know I mean

(Money, y'all)
be calling it cream
(Money, y'all)
Some be calling it
(Money, y'all)
But I get it I'm jeti

Dollar bill y'all, bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, bill y'all

bill y'all, dollar bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla y'all

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill

Dollar bill y'all, dollar y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, bill y'all

Dollar bill y'all, bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill

I cash and checks, I want diamond rings
I want on my neck and mad fly things
I want stacks of fat chips so I can long trips
I want to sail the Bahamas on my own ships
I acres of land, I want papers in hand
I stocks and bonds, all pros, no cons
Hey, if it smells funny pack it up honey
I want the money y'all, I need the y'all