Luyện nghe bài hát Money And Power

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

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

Chorus: Manny (2x)

Fresh:
It was one night in the middle of June
Me and Belle blowin' blunts up the moon
When this nigga croos the street start talkin'
all his jive niggas that my music don't hit
See I payed it no
Every album gets hotter, the last one partner
What's ya real reason nigga, for me man
the bitch that ya wit', was datin' me man
You hoe shit
Keep it on the low shit
Hoe broke and lonely know shit
Usually Kirk a bitch
I'll a bitch
she say, "I had enough shit"
I know ya Cash Money, ya like 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 keepin' it
Big Tymers had money the record deal
Uh, If fuckin' music don't work nigga then I got the wheels
Hmm, How you that
How you that
How you diggin'

Chorus: Manny (4x)

I owe my to my homeboy Manny
Cause I'd probably still be in a
Or still sellin' yey on these dark city
Or duckin' these tryin' to visit me
Or the feds, want me to 4 to 40 for conspiracy
Playboy life is real to me
I'm rollin' Uptown wit' artillery
All I can say s Fresh it real wit' me
But I know my lil B.G. feel me
why I'm hollin' Chopper City in my song nigga
And you wearin' earings 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 you planted the seed
And when it come I you gon' name it after me
I owe it all to the Lord and to Suga for savin' me
>From guns, round the white
And puttin' that ron on nigga son
And tellin' me I can be all gravy
And tellin' me I could save this nigga baby
And if you don't me playa I put it on that 99 big body Benz
And the Lord and My friends 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 That
It's all baby
Nigga been havin' shit
Ridin' flossin' before we did all this shit
dollar homes nigga
Everybody in my clique ride on nigga
I don't nah nigga wait for shit
Once we want it we get that shit
Playboy you could believe