Luyện nghe bài hát Money Ain't A Problem

Now, hot, who not?
Tell me who rock, who out in the stores?
You tell me who flopped, who copped the blue
Whose got rocks?
Who's mostly down to the tube sock?
The old pimp, Mase
You know ain't nothing but my limp
stop till I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales, it level up
You don't in Harlem World, nigga, double up
We don't play around, a bet, lay it down
didn't know me '91, bet they know me now
I'm the young nigga with the Goldie sound
Can't no Ph.D. niggas hold me
Cudda schooled me to the game, now I know my
Stay humble, stay low, blow like
pimp niggas spend no dough on the booty
And you yell, "there go Mase!" there go your cutie

I don't know what want from me
It's like the more money we across
The more we see

I know what they want from me
It's like the more we come across
The problems we see

I'm the D to the A to the
Know you'd rather see me die to see me fly
I all the shots
Rip all the spots, rock all the rocks, cop all the
I know you thinking now when all the stops
never home, gotta call me on the yacht
10 years now we'll still be on top
Yo, I thought I you that we won't stop
Now what you gon' do with a crew that got money longer than yours,
And a team stronger than yours?
me, this'll be your day, we don't play
Mess around, be D.O.A. be on way
'Cause it ain't enough here
Ain't enough lime here for you to shine
with many women but treat dimes fair
And I'm bigger than the city lights in Times Square

I don't know what want from me
like the more money we come across
The problems we see

I don't what they want from me
It's like the money we come across
The problems we see

P-O-P-P-A, no info for the DEA
Federal mad 'cause I'm flagrant
Tap my cell and the in the basement
My supreme, stay clean
beam lyrical dream, I be that
Cat you see at all bent
in holsters, girls on shoulders
Playboy, I told ya, mics to me
Bruise too much, I lose too
Step on stage, the girls boo too
I guess it's you run with lame dudes too much
Me my touch? Never that!
If I did, no problem to get the gat
Where the true at? Throw your Rollies in the sky
Wave 'em side to and keep your hands high
While I give your the eye, player please
Lyrically, niggas see B.I.G be
Jig on the cover of Fortune, 5 O
my phone number, your man ain't got to know
I got the dough, got the flow pizat
Platinum plus thizat
on trizacks leave your ass flizat

I don't know what they want me
It's like the more we come across
The problems we see

I don't know what they from me
It's like the more we come across
The problems we see

I don't what they want from me
It's the more money we come across
The problems we see

What's goin' on? What's goin' on? (Somebody tell me) goin' on?

I don't know what they want me
It's like the money we come across
The more we see

I don't know what want from me
It's like the more we come across
The more we see

I don't know what they from me
It's like the more we come across
The more we see

I don't what they want from me
It's like the more we come across