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 and drug stores
All we know is and presidents like mount rushmore
Fuck the police hop out and bust doors
I ain't goin back to jail that's what I flush for
My or my glock. Who do I trust more?
I don't know it's 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 sell
Like laker 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 like frank mink
so go and think
like frank think
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 club I it rain

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

don't stop

it don't matter where you're from if you hustle motherfucker 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 contract
that make it on my nigga throw it stack money
stack it to the then call it shaq money
that walk in the club straight to the money
flavor of love delicious sittin on my lap
rap money niggas get clap money
air force ones bend when I trap money
ohhhhh I'm like porter
alpo nightmares whippin that border
like I was flippin them orders
in that 02 truck
with and borders
I was through flippin quarters when I my first mil
I'm about a
cent ain't real

dead presidents big

benjamins skyscrapers my get

my get

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

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

don't stop

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

somebody tell to pop open them briefcases
order that patron tell em we want three
fuck a black card. You see green faces
look at my
now you've seen
I treat my money the cristal that we wasted
Cuz I'm a money machine I can it
You a fool that freddy could see jason
I been out like who the fuck need Jacob?
The doc told me to be but I want money like the Dwight Howard
time he a free agent
I'm tryna make enough so I can feed asia
and have Asians in the kitchen cookin in V aprons
to Martha stewart
If I could a buick
I could flip a brinx truck
I got the to do it
like the nigga tony parker do it
Speak no but dinero I talk it fluent

dead big paper

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 gettin

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

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

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