Luyện nghe bài hát Money (dollar Bill)

Dollar, bills
Dotes, marks, franks, and pounds
I the chopped up sounds from devinger dounds
Out the Ford Rover, up top in the
I be loyal to my peps like pooh to stud doogie
Never bearer bad news, crazy dues

I'm blowing out crews and mad shrews
Like Bill Shakespeare, the will disappear
The flavor in your ear is like everclear
200 proofs will put the to the roof
And set this on fire, get rich to empire
About to strike back if you rock the mic
And that's the way it is 'cuz yo it's that

Money, y'all
It be the root of all
Money, y'all
It makes you with people

I go to the '80's like, "Three times a lady"
it was pussy for free and crack for currency
It just occurred to me, it's time for
I remove like tumors
The lies and the rumors got me of this dove

time made social club
Yo, word to my mama, I'm off the trauma
Whitey Ford gets than a subway train
And I serve lazy fools like fast chains
All pain no gain makes the insane
Life in the fast lane deflates the gain

Dollar bill y'all, dollar y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, bill y'all

Everlast, it money
(To get fly ass hoe)
It takes
(To see me a live show)
It takes
(To get that last bag of smoke [unverified])
Hey, I'm about to gee off just like my was Edo
Black kids me Whitey, Spanish kids Whito
White kids call me king of this thing

If it's than he fix it, if it's wack the mix it
Can't of you emcees ever fuck with these
You be on my dick like some porno chick
For the style that I'm blessing, ain't no guessing
Can't heed the lesson, subtraction,
The war for submission, no debate

Won't until I've eaten off a platinum plate
I stocks and bonds, plus the real estate
I want the iron gates and low rates
Plus a fly little to bring all my dates
A little stash of cash to put inside the
When times get lean, y'all know I mean

(Money, y'all)
be calling it cream
(Money, y'all)
be calling it feti
(Money, y'all)
But once I get it I'm

Dollar y'all, dollar bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill

bill y'all, dollar bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, bill y'all

Dollar bill y'all, bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill

bill y'all, dollar bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, bill y'all

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla y'all

I want cash and checks, I want rings
I want jewels on my neck and mad fly
I want stacks of fat chips so I can long trips
I want to the Bahamas on my own cruise ships
I acres of land, I want papers in hand
I stocks and bonds, all pros, no cons
Hey, if it smells funny then pack it up
I want the y'all, I need the money y'all