Luyện nghe bài hát Money

[Intro:
Bizzy Bone, you what it is baby
After Records
Let's get this money '07

[Chorus: Bizzy
Mon-eyyyyyyyyyy, mon-eyyyyyyyyyy,
Gotta get that money money, get that money money money money
Mon-eyyyyyyyyyy, mon-eyyyyyyyyyy,
Gotta get that money money, gotta get that money money money money

[Bizzy
I don't give a fuck they sayin!
buck buck buuuuuuck!

I'm a Caddy and daddy I'm rollin it sadly, but I don't mind
If laughin at me the movie I hardly think that they be singin singin
I never gave up on my lady, but she still ain't to me
let them 24's spin, chins ain't chippin or flippin
And let me get victim again, gain-gain-gain-gain
Whether they don't any Henn' or befriend them, when they say I was
But I been here cuz, you know what it is, you know what it was
So they wanna move dude, what'chu do, who? Not me
I said I'm glossin, and who you of flossin baby
I'm not 'Pac though, and I'm not God, no!
But I like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Mo' money money money money money, in the face of the crowd
now, I don't need no pride to hide, oh wow, oh wow
Mo' money, in the face of the crowd
Plottin now, I don't no pride to hide, oh wow
But baby I'm not 'Pac, no! (buck buck buck buuuuuuck!)

You knocked out by the City southpaw
No in the kitchen homie we put out raw
Midwest outlaw, fuck with it? I doubt
Somewhere between Chi-Town and is where they found y'all
Rollin through the in a Caddy
Blowin Cali to the haters, oh what a
When they hit a nigga, Twista rockin city city
gon' ask, "Is he doin it with Bizzy?"
And you know why they that (why?)
Because we two of the coldest
to spit these lyrics on one track
'em with a lyrical bullet in the body
because I get the fire know the shit don't stop
Pull up in a Lamborghini or the
I know I gotta get the props, I gotta get the drop
get the dough and get the money money
I could feel it when I hear they comin for me
Try to get it if you you feelin kinda lucky
Twin glocks so you know you bring a buddy
And I got the ammunition for
that wanna go against the Midwest
A whole at the competition for Bizzy
A whole at the competition for Twista
A whole clip at the world, because us against
And then shit about to get ugly
For static, hit 'em with an automatic
Run and do murder after murder, but I'm a baller so I get

[Bizzy
Buck buck buuuuuuck!

Me and my brother Twista gettin it
and drinkin Goosey, with 'em a brew
Doin we wanna do, get to the club, ain't nobody knew
Thought that we beefin they try to the truth
about who really started the style
How 'bout everyone in harmony, look at the army now
General 7, the is purest and we gonna get it at heaven
We dancin our way to the gates, if you with me we'll need every Muslim
We human, all in the brethren
Veteran deep in the city I the fool who jump out of this fake
What do I look like the thought
when come with the matrix and say that we 'fraid
We'll never break, that conny and Twista
we're gonna go the fire
Never expire, give it the way that want it
front on you if you tired (what about)
Money you tell me money to you, pay for the rappers and corporates
The office that burn wood, but the burn good and the wave
the energy certainly, I don't have time for emergencies
Baby the word and we walk with the
Party and poppin the melody baby, I know the ladies be lovin it
Brush the dust, enemies way, get 'em a drink, we look too
The is present and never be hesitant
Twista and Bizzy, we gettin this money