Luyện nghe bài hát Money By Any Means

(feat. Noreaga)
[Chorus - 50
It ain't easy to money (Whoo)
So now everybody wanna money (Uh huh, uh huh)
You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake (Take money, uh)
wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight money
It a game
[Verse 1 - 50
You can call me yeah, but I ain't playing fair (Uh huh)
Takers say I'm the hottest thang this year (No doubt, ha ha ha)
In the hood know, how I handle my problems
I walk up close, and I fo', fo' 'em
Don't me run to you, put the gun to you
Have yo ass on Phil Donahue what the fuck I done to you
Thug in the street saying I'm sunning you
I'll smoke you every motherfucker under you
People say chill, but still I do, what I do
For now on, when I speak, niggas better listen
Why run against a thoroughbred when you in no condition
Still got on ya nose, from all that ass you been kissing (hahaha)
[Chorus x2 - 50 w/ Noreaga in background]
It ain't easy to money
So now everybody wanna take
You ain't a thug, fact you a fake money
wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight money
It ain't a
It easy to make money
So now wanna take money
You a thug, matter fact you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, I'ma view you at ya money
It ain't a
2 - Noreaga]
Yo where my down South niggas at, I'm piddy-pat
Wit this kitty cat, bitch she a city rat
Nore now, here look read the story now
My name Nore, and niggas how I rip
And if I feel a nigga, I don't get on his shit
Y'all can love me, or hate me, or suck my
I like my hoes like Summer, no class
And niggas working so hard, and no ass
Why y'all niggas like, it's all ill in y'all square
Motherfucker you ain't know that it's a hood
Me and 50 vandal, no we run scandal

Weak niggas, have us lighting up
out roses, condolences, notices
Focuses on, niggas Fu Quan
Yo in ground, niggas that don't get no bound
Y'all keep my word, don't no bird
Get a beef from TM, and twist my herb
[Chorus - 50
So now wanna take money
You a thug, matter fact you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, I'ma you at ya weight money
It ain't a
It easy to make money
So now everybody wanna take
You ain't a thug, matter fact you a money
Fuck wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight
It a game
3 - 50 Cent]
Yo it's all about the you getting
you flipping, the whips you sitting
The you hitting, when you living the thug life
I don't love no of 'em, the guns I'm running 'em
Punk I'm sunning 'em, every chance I get
Man I niggas is a trip, so I save all my grip
For these babies faggots flippin', dial
Force me to bury the bricks, and the whips and trips
Every word that come out of my mouth, I mean it, you eat
'Cause when I stick you, you gon' cough it up you bulimic
I'm no magician, but I could make, somethin' outta
Like turn an empty block, into a crack spot pumping
So all you niggas out there, thinking you the
Me 50, I'm ya motherfucking crisis
[50 talking]
Southside, baby, 50 Cent, Noreaga, Trackmasters, teflon
- 50 Cent]
It ain't easy to make
So now everybody wanna money
You a thug, matter fact you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, I'ma you at ya weight money
It ain't a
It ain't easy to make
So now everybody wanna take
You ain't a thug, matter fact you a money
wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight money
It a game
[50 Cent
Know what I'm