Luyện nghe bài hát Money, Cash, Hoes

Turn the all the way
Turn the lights all the way
What,
Come on, big
on, come on

Yo, yo, J A Y, I sick
Fuck all haters blow dick
I the game for those that throw bricks
Money cash hoes, cash chicks what?

Sex murder and mayhem for the street
Only wife of is a life of crime
And since, life's a bitch in mini-skirts and big
How can I not with death

That's life's a nigga, as life prevent us
We gonna send a lot and pray to Christ forgive us, it
Ice the wrists and raise the on these niggaz
cant floss on my level

I'll invite you all to get wit us if ya is glitter
When I go all the playaz wall my picture
If you get close enough you can read the
It money cash hoes, how real was that nigga what?

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Flavors robust and gold touch
rap now, fast money let's slow it up
Niggaz try to Jay-Z to no luck
Roc-A-Fella foreva CEO, what?

Us the villains, fuck feelings
While y'all playa hate we in the millions
What's the dealings it's like New been soft

Ever since Snoop came and crushed the buildings
I'm tryin' to restore the feelings fuck the law dealing
money, more cash, more chilling

I know they gone criticize the on this song
I give a fuck I'm just a crook on this song
Bed-Stuy Brooknon took on the
Shit, I led a you can write a book on
Sex and mayhem romance for the street

Man and I tell ya till be the seller
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D M X and my bite
Jigga my nigga rhyme all night, for life
One with this rap shit, let 'em go
And I bet they know what'll happen when we shit

Actin' like we owe 'em something, then we 'em something
Talk greasy I think they 'em down the road or something
Fuckin' wit a madman in a bad
It's like fuckin' wit a mad dog that fed food

And the only thing that's him is you
'Cause the thing that he'll be droppin' is you
include, choppin' in two
Drop it to Clue and the response the street
This was one dog that loves raw

But gettin' back to 'cause I love my niggaz
I shed blood for my
Let a nigga where my niggaz
All I'ma hear is right my nigga

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shit uhh-uh
Ruff
My nigga
uhh-uh
Dont stop
Uh, uh-huh
the game yo