Luyện nghe bài hát Money By Any Means

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

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