Luyện nghe bài hát Money Don't Own Me

My and my money don't own me
I've got to holdin my own

Heaven,
The dynamite dosage, mind full of explosives
Digital brain is the closest to
Civilizin came, the flame the holster
Revitalize the game, the on the poster

The mask with no cape, the crush grapes
The on the lap, the ass with no face
shaped like an ace, say your grace before you taste it
Haste waste, slow down or you may waste it

The bunny in the car look like an squall
The honey's in the jar, the in the bra
It's ha ha ha, how dummies, ha ha ha
Think we call 'em sunny they can be a star

I implement the instrument, the 10 percent
You entered the square but you don't know the circle went
You worth the cent, you cursed, I birthed the Prince
Drenched the baby from that the nurses sent

You can't still convent, don't have cents
Grave the raven, my are heaven sent
Where the brethren went? Where the went?
I you these words are heaven sent

My woman and my money own me
I've got to keep my own

It's time to show you how rugged MC's rock
If steel you see, it's that steel I pop
If that I want, it's that Benz I got
Who rock them white tees first, get a West props

Can't nobody do it than the West Coast veteran
six letterman, Monk's the name
Black Knights the gang, I'll ignite the
Strike my hood up on the wall and out your name

a K on the end of it, that won't be the end of it
'Til them guns is drawn and you on the end of it
be gone, I'ma write that wrong
I'm the shit all by myself, nobody writes my

Peep my technique, strictly gangsta
Gun nigga, muthafuck theatrics
My flow is matchless, ain't no way you surpass this
Level I'm on, better go and try to practice

Why yes, am I to impress
D T S, bless the best, no
Stress guess to gold press
The quest to protest, we the Pro-Keds
But this is the new improved
'08 the AMG, '92, bitch

My woman and my don't own me
I've got to holdin my own

holdin, keep holdin
Keep holdin, holdin, no