Luyện nghe bài hát Money

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Kanye told me Jesus walks in 04
But I grew up around impalas and lords
Welcome to los angelos palm trees and drug
All we know is rocks and presidents like mount
Fuck the they hop out and bust doors
I ain't goin back to nigga that's what I flush for
My money or my glock. Who do I more?
I don't know prolly the one that I touch more
It's the green cuz paper motivate niggas
And my rolex races cuz it hate
I used to only eighths
Like that nigga
and now I'm movin twenty like I play at the staples center
you might miss the game so don't blink
my phantom stand out frank lucas mink
so go and think
like frank lucas
somebody'll find brains on the fuckin kitchen sink

dead presidents big money
benjamins my niggas get

my get

like the get
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from the block to the I make it rain

in California die
for the
from the south to New York them fly for the

don't stop

it don't where you're from if you hustle motherfucker keep getting that

yeahhh I get at that baby and slim money
all the jewelry on your crew-thats my tax money
and Pablo Escobar crack money
that labron first nike money
that it rain on my nigga throw it stack money
stack it to the ceiling then call it shaq
that walk in the club to the back money
flavor of love delicious on my lap money
rap money niggas get clap money
air force ones don't bend when I money
I'm rich like porter
havin nightmares whippin that border
like I was flippin them orders
in that 02 truck
with and borders
I was through quarters when I made my first mil
I'm about a
fifty cent ain't

dead big paper

benjamins my niggas get

my get

like the get
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
from the block to the club I it rain

in California die
for the
from the south to New York them fly for the

don't stop

it matter where you're from if you hustle motherfucker keep getting that

somebody tell snoop to pop open briefcases
order that patron tell em we want three
fuck a card. You see these green faces
look at my
now you've seen
I treat my money the cristal that we wasted
Cuz I'm a machine I can remake it
You a fool thinkin that could see jason
I been iced out like who the fuck need
The doc told me to be but I want money like the Dwight Howard
time he a free agent
I'm tryna enough money so I can feed asia
and Asians in the kitchen cookin in Louis V aprons
Word to stewart
If I could park a
Then I could a brinx truck
I got the to do it
Ball like the nigga parker do it
no ingles but dinero I talk it fluent

dead presidents big

benjamins my niggas get

my get

like the get
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
from the block to the club I it rain

in California die
for the
from the to New York them bullets fly for the

don't stop

it don't matter where you're from if you hustle motherfucker keep that

get get get get getcha boy
get get get get getcha boy
get get get get getcha boy
get get get get get get GET!

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