Luyện nghe bài hát Money

Yeah up

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

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

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2]
Money, is everything
It's the crack to the
It's the king to the
It supreme
It's the crop to the (say what)
It's a po man, no man, its dream
Money, mo money, get
But make sure you know that your don't get funny
Everybody claiming that they down on luck
While I'm fresh dressed like a million
I throw on my black socks with my all chucks
Now lets see which one of my we gone use today
To away, (where we going) to Snoop World mother fucking U.S.A
Its all a dream, and can come true
If it happen for me, it can happen for you
from the beach, he keep shit cracking
And everything he touch guaranteed to go

[Chorus with slight variations 2 X]

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

[Chorus with slight repeat 5 X]

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

[Chorus slight variations repeat 5 X]