Luyện nghe bài hát Money Don't Own Me

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

Heaven,
The dangerous dosage, mind full of explosives
brain is the closest to Moses
Civilizin came, the inside the holster
the game, the name's on the poster

The with no cape, the flash'll crush grapes
The on the lap, the ass with no face
It's shaped like an ace, say your grace you taste it
makes waste, slow down or you may waste it

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

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

You can't still convent, don't seven cents
Grave the raven, my birds are heaven
Where the brethren Where the Reverend went?
I told you these words are heaven

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

It's time to show you how them rugged MC's
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 Cost props

nobody do it better than the West Coast veteran
Three six letterman, the name
Black the gang, I'll ignite the flames
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 and you standin on the end of it
Poof be gone, I'ma write wrong
I'm the all by myself, nobody writes my song

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

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

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

holdin, keep holdin
Keep holdin, holdin, no