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 records to
You love that (Hot, Hot)
You Would that (Hot, Hot)

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

Chorus: Manny (2x)

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

Chorus: Manny (4x)

I owe my to my homeboy Manny
Cause I'd probably be in a penitentiery
Or still sellin' yey on these city streets
Or duckin' these tryin' to visit me
Or the feds, want me to face 4 to 40 for
Playboy this life is to me
I'm rollin' Uptown wit' automatic
All I can say s Fresh it real wit' me
But I know my lil B.G. could me
That's why I'm Chopper City in my song nigga
And you wearin' with bezzels 'cause I bought 'em nigga
But you the reason why I keep it real with
Juvenile and formed this Hot Boy Clique
And Lil Weezy I know you planted the
And it come I know you gon' name it after me
I owe it all to the Lord and to Suga for savin' me
>From these guns, round the
And puttin' that ron on another son
And tellin' me that I can be all
And tellin' me that I could save nigga baby
And if you don't believe me playa I put it on that 99 big body
And the and My friends cause Cash Money out to win
Playboy you could believe
How You Luv Boy
Hah Nigga, How You Luv That
Tell Me nigga, How You Luv That
Hah Nigga, How You Luv Playa
all gravy baby
Nigga been shit nigga
Ridin' flossin' before we did all shit nigga
dollar homes nigga
Everybody in my clique ride on nigga
I make nah nigga wait for shit
Once we it we gon' get that shit
Playboy you believe that