Luyện nghe bài hát Money

Yeah up

Nigga hundeds, hundeds, hundeds
I money money money
Nigga want hundeds, hundeds,
Nigga I need money money
Nigga want hundeds hundeds
Nigga money money money

1]
The biggest fast is rhyme the size crime
Its been the man since the game became mine
I spot four one of these at the time
Looking Snoop Dogg back in eighty-nine
Do I give a fuck, no I never
I blow my weed and take a bubble bath
I at these niggaz, I aint mad at you niggaz
Cause half of you niggaz cant even fuck me
I'm on it I'm so fucking city
And town that I roll through I leave my G prints
LBC, now what I represent, can ya feel it (Eastside)
I'm hotter a batch of fish grease in a skillet
I wanna say up to all the G's, the killas, and the ballers, and the dealers
See where I'm from you rate us, hate us or steal us
And right now all the cap peelers gotta feel us

[Chorus with slight repeat 2 X]

2]
Money, money is
the crack to the fiend
It's the king to the
It supreme
the crop to the cream (say what)
It's a po man, no man, its dream
Money, mo money, get
But make sure you know that your folks get funny
Everybody claiming that down on they luck
While I'm fresh dressed like a bucks
I throw on my black socks my all gold chucks
Now lets see one of my trucks we gone use today
To slide away, (where we going) to Snoop mother fucking U.S.A
Its all a dream, and dreams can come
If it happen for me, it can happen for you
Meech from the beach, he keep cracking
And everything he guaranteed to go platinum

[Chorus slight variations repeat 2 X]

3]
Ya got to have cash to make it these
And you can make at least one of a different ways
You can holler at the homie and get a dope track
And you a rap, and try to get you to snap
Or you could stand on the streets and and wine
You can up insane, twenty crip or one nine
I chose DP cause financially money money that's all a nigga see
See to get it, is to have it, interstate, maintain, don't get broke and fail the
You might catch me in Brooklyn man hanging out with my sons and god sons, cause it's a blood
Or you can catch me in Oakland, or I be on my way back to the west coast
smoking, with a pound of that shit
Waiting for me at the with my dogs my wife and my two kids, getting money

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[Ad libs chorus]
For all the niggaz out there their money
Money is the of all evil huh
You what
I mean, we already in hell
So fuck, get your man
I look at shit like
The mother fuckers don't got money, they doing bad
and they don't give a fuck and they rob they steal they
And the mother that got money, they depressed
you know can't enjoy it
So I mean, whats pleasure
you wanna live it our without it, shit I'm bout it
I got to have it, you me

with slight variations repeat 5 X]