Luyện nghe bài hát Money, Cash, Hoes

Turn the all the way
Turn the all the way down
What,
Come on, big
Come on, on

Yo, yo, J A Y, I flow
all y'all haters blow dick
I spits the game for those throw bricks
cash hoes, money cash chicks what?

Sex murder and mayhem for the street
Only wife of mines is a of crime
And since, life's a bitch in and big chests
How can I not flirt death

That's life's a nigga, long as life us
We gonna send a lot and pray to forgive us, fuck it
Ice the wrists and raise the price on niggaz
Y'all cant on my level

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

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Flavors robust platinum and gold
Y'all rap now, fast money let's it up
Niggaz try to stop to no luck
foreva CEO, what? What?

Us the villains, fuck your
While playa hate we in the upper millions
What's the it's like New York's been soft

Ever Snoop came through and crushed the buildings
I'm to restore the feelings fuck the law keep dealing
More money, more cash, more

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

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

Actin' we owe 'em something, then we show 'em something
Talk greasy I think found 'em down the road or something
Fuckin' wit a madman in a bad
like fuckin' wit a mad dog that wasn't fed food

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

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

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Roc-A-Fella shit
Ryders
My Swizz
uhh-uh
Dont stop
Uh, yeah
Inspect the yo