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 ain't a thug, matter you a fake money (Take money, uh)
Fuck wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight
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 comin' year (No doubt, ha ha ha)
In the niggas 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
yo ass on Phil Donahue explaining what the fuck I done to you
Thug niggas in the saying I'm sunning you
Dude I'll smoke you every under you
People say chill, but I do, what I wanna do
For now on, when I speak, niggas better listen
Why run against a thoroughbred you ain't in no condition
got shit on ya nose, from all that ass you been kissing (hahaha)
[Chorus x2 - 50 Cent w/ in background]
It ain't to make money
So now everybody wanna take
You ain't a thug, fact you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, I'ma view you at ya money
It a game
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 a game
[Verse 2 -
Yo where my South niggas at, I'm playing piddy-pat
Wit this kitty cat, swear she a city rat
It's now, here look read the story now
My name Nore, and niggas how I rip
And if I don't a nigga, I don't get on his shit
Y'all can love me, or hate me, or my dick
I like my hoes just Summer, no class
And niggas so hard, and getting no ass
Why y'all niggas acting like, it's all ill in square
Motherfucker you know that it's a hood everywhere
Me and 50 vandal, no we run scandal

Weak niggas, have us lighting up
Sending out roses, condolences,
Focuses on, like Fu Quan
Yo in they ground, niggas that get no bound
Y'all keep my word, love no bird
Get a beef from TM, and twist my herb
[Chorus - 50
So now everybody wanna take
You a thug, matter fact you a fake money
wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight money
It a game
It easy to make money
So now everybody wanna take
You a thug, matter fact you a fake money
Fuck wit mines, view you at ya weight money
It ain't a
3 - 50 Cent]
Yo it's all about the cash you
Bricks you flipping, the 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 know niggas is a trip, so I save all my
For these babies flippin', dial 1-800-TIPS
Force me to bury the bricks, and the whips and take
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, outta nothin'
Like an empty block, into 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,
- 50 Cent]
It ain't easy to make
So now everybody take money
You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake
Fuck wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight
It ain't a
It ain't easy to make
So now everybody wanna 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
[50 talking]
Know I'm saying