Luyện nghe bài hát Money Klip

Dogg
Street
This is for all my motherfucking
clockers and them

Got my all creased up
Me and my all sleeped up
Keep my pockets all up
Chips and the money all day
Hood banging through rap shit to get paid

I'm all about money, rapping, and weed up
And family, believe we all sleaved up
Creep up like an army for war
We can smoke a whole crowd like crime, for more
Never enough, life is tough in the
Either you're balling or you're trying to get case settled
Nothing petty, getting feri on the
risk it for bullshit, I gotta feed my baby
Shady motherfuckers, I keep at a distance
I got heart pumping like a piston, listen
You got it twisted thinking I'm a man
A stupid motherfucker with no plans
No brands, no loaded in my hand
Taking shit me? No chance
You slow with the devil
'cause I've worked too damn to get to this level

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If you don't have dough for Mr.
what you here for, there's the door, you gotta go
Responsible for move like a chess game
Your next step gives or takes away next aim
pay is the way I live
Never had to in 219 to 56
shit gets harder you gotta get stronger
They say we got a long life, homey it longer
Watch who you talk to, money talks it wants to
Makes the spin like it has to
Don't let me catch you in my cookie jar
I can who the G's and the rookies are
The way we ball is
Jotos us, they want photos
Can't see doing a ride
Want us working like a slave or doing time
Fuck all

Pit bossing, Dogging, clocking, stacking dollars
Back handing, smacking all you wanna be shot
You ain't ballers you're
But when you're ready to do big go ahead and call us
Better involve us or else you're face problems
Two feet away from you the of revolvers
And if you try to make I'ma hear of it
Too damn good at bossing, made a of it
So clear of it, or get rushed with it
You about it motherfucker, I live it

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