Luyện nghe bài hát Money Don't Own Me

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

Heaven,
The dangerous dynamite dosage, mind full of
Digital is the closest to Moses
came, the flame inside the holster
Revitalize the game, the name's on the

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

The bunny in the car look like an squall
The in the jar, the money's in the bra
It's ha ha ha, how dummies, ha ha ha
'cause 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 ain't the cent, you cursed, I birthed the Prince
Drenched the baby creators that the nurses sent

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

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

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

Can't do it better than the West Coast veteran
six letterman, Monk's the name
Black the gang, I'll ignite the flames
Strike my hood up on the and cross out your name

a K on the end of it, that won't be the end of it
'Til guns is drawn and you standin on the end of it
Poof be gone, I'ma that wrong
I'm the shit all by myself, writes my song

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

Why yes, am I next to
D T S, the best, no cess
from guess to gold press
The to protest, we head the Pro-Keds
But is the new improved 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