Luyện nghe bài hát Money And Power

Chorus: Manny (2x)
If you be me for an hour
Have and Power
Stand tall and ball and send your to Tower
You love that (Hot, Hot)
You Would that (Hot, Hot)

Nugga ge yo shit
Tell the homeboys, we gone shine in the rainy
Strap up we ride tonight
Cause all I do is play with hoes tonight
And my Rollies my bezzel speak through the ice
Let my Jag drop top speak through the head lights
Man, I'm on an all flight
about a millie on a silly night
On the really,I'm worth about a hundred millie on a night
Playboy and my game be
I wanna holla at my little brother L, he restin' in
My daddy Johnny, playa he restin' in
Or my momma Gladys or my Noreese
Man half of my family already
But this baller life don't mean to me
Playa if I can't it with my muthafuckin' family
I'ma roll with my and ride with my H.B.'s
And make all my hoes say the me
Fitted hats, stayin' strap, on my feet
Ask 'Lac playboy if you believe me
You better stay rollin' in the UPT
Besides all these cars and all broads
at me playa thangs for 10 a ki
Playboy you could me

Manny Fresh (2x)

Manny
It was one summer in the middle of June
Me and Belle blowin' up under the moon
When this nigga the street start talkin' shit
Tellin' all his jive niggas that my music hit
See I payed it no
Every gets hotter, than the last one partner
What's ya reason nigga, for hatin' me man
Cause the bitch that ya wit', was me man
You bout hoe
Keep it on the low shit
Hoe broke and don't know shit
Usually Kirk a bitch
I'll rough a
'Til she say, "I had shit"
I ya bumpin' Cash Money, ya like Manny tracks
Got ya CD pumped up to the max
You be on Jerry Springer, 'cause nigga you the king of
on niggaz that's keepin' it real
Big had money before the record deal
Uh, If fuckin' music don't work nigga then I got the wheels
Hmm, How you diggin'
How you that
How you that

Chorus: Fresh (4x)

I owe my dedication to my homeboy
Cause I'd still be in a penitentiery
Or still yey on these dark city streets
Or duckin' these haters tryin' to me
Or the feds, want me to face 4 to 40 for
Playboy this is real to me
I'm rollin' wit' automatic artillery
All I can say s Fresh kept it wit' me
But I my lil B.G. could feel me
That's why I'm Chopper City in my song nigga
And you wearin' earings bezzels 'cause I bought 'em nigga
But you the reason why I it real with niggaz
came and formed this Hot Boy Clique
And Lil I know you planted the seed
And when it come I know you name it after me
I owe it all to the Lord and to Slim for savin' me
>From these guns, the white
And puttin' that ron on nigga son
And me that I can be all gravy
And tellin' me that I could save this baby
And if you don't believe me I put it on that 99 big body Benz
And the Lord and My cause Cash Money out to win
you could believe that
How You Luv Boy
Hah Nigga, How You Luv That
Me nigga, How You Luv That Playa
Hah Nigga, How You Luv That
It's all baby
Nigga been havin' shit
flossin' before we did all this shit nigga
Million dollar nigga
Everybody in my clique on chrome nigga
I make nah nigga wait for shit
Once we it we gon' get that shit
Playboy you could that