Luyện nghe bài hát Money

[Intro:
Bone, you know what it is baby
After Platinum
Let's get money '07 style

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

Bone]
I don't a fuck what they sayin!
buck buck buuuuuuck!

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

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

[Bizzy
buck buck buuuuuuck!

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