Luyện nghe bài hát Money

[Intro:
Bizzy Bone, you know it is baby
After Platinum
get this money '07 style

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

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

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

You knocked out by the Windy City
No cookin in the kitchen we put out raw
outlaw, fuck with it? I doubt y'all
Somewhere between Chi-Town and Cleveland is they found y'all
Rollin the alley in a Caddy
Cali to the haters, oh what a pity
When they hit a nigga, rockin city after city
they gon' ask, "Is he doin it Bizzy?"
And you know why they done (why?)
Because we two of the motherfuckers
to spit these fast on one track
Buck 'em with a bullet in the body
I gotta 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
Gotta get the dough and get the money
I could feel it when I hear they comin for me
Try to get it if you think you kinda lucky
Twin glocks so you you better bring a buddy
And I got the ammunition for
that wanna go the Midwest Militia
A whole at the competition for Bizzy
A whole at the competition for Twista
A whole clip at the world, it's us against
And then this shit about to get
For static, I'ma hit 'em an automatic
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 drinkin Goosey, with 'em a brew
Doin whatever we wanna do, get to the club, ain't knew
Thought that we beefin try to divide the truth
Talk who really started the style
How 'bout everyone livin in harmony, look at the now
7, the belly is purest and we gonna get it at heaven
We dancin our way to the gates, if you comin me we'll need every Muslim
We human, all in the brethren
Veteran deep in the city I pity the fool who jump out of fake
What do I look like massagin the
when they come with the and say that we 'fraid
We'll never break, 'member conny and Twista
we're go through the fire
Never expire, give it the way they want it
they'll front on you if you (what about)
Money you tell me what's money to you, pay for the and corporates
The office that wood, but the burn good and the brain wave
Puts the energy certainly, I don't have for emergencies
Baby the and we walk with the covenant
Party and the melody baby, I know that 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 money nucca