Luyện nghe bài hát Money, Cash, Hoes

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

Yo, yo, J A Y, I sick
Fuck all y'all haters dick
I spits the for those that throw bricks
Money cash hoes, money cash chicks

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

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

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

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Flavors robust platinum and touch
Y'all rap now, fast money let's it up
Niggaz try to stop Jay-Z to no
Roc-A-Fella CEO, what? What?

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

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

I know they gone criticize the on this song
Like I give a fuck I'm a crook on this song
Bed-Stuy Brooknon on the world
Shit, I led a life you can write a on
Sex murder and romance for the street

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

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

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

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

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Roc-A-Fella uhh-uh
Ruff
My Swizz
uhh-uh
Dont biatch
Uh, yeah
the game yo