Luyện nghe bài hát Money Don't Own Me

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

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

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

The bunny in the car look like an Indian
The in the jar, the money's 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, disintegrate the 10
You entered the square but you don't where the circle went
You ain't the cent, you cursed, I birthed the Prince
the baby from creators that the nurses sent

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

My and my money don't own me
got to keep 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 Benz I want, it's that Benz I got
Who rock white tees first, get a West Cost props

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

With a K on the end of it, that be the end of it
'Til them is drawn and you standin on the end of it
Poof be gone, I'ma write that
I'm the shit all by myself, writes my song

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

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

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

Keep holdin, keep
Keep holdin, holdin, no