Luyện nghe bài hát Money or Murder

Rollin' the block smokin' endo
I got the glock and I'm headed for the liquor
Rollin' up slowly, feelin' on my teeth
And one of these niggas said know me

He looked familiar
But nigga, don't step too close, I might ya
I couldn't really who he was
But I ain't really trippin', 'cause the dank got a nigga

I hop out of my and lock the car do'
As I step the store I'm starin' at some hard hoe
She said, 'Wassup?', a nigga, to me
I to the back and fired up my doobie

I get St. Ides or Olde E?
Looked up, some niggas at me, 'bout 4 deep
Runnin' up on 1 ain't wise
Whip a nigga ass with some St.

Ran up out the liquor store, grabbed my gat and a hoe
Now what they start shittin' fo'?
Now if the wasn't tough, I wouldn'ta have to hurt her
But fuck that when it's money or murder

Money or
or murder

I smashed out the parkin' lot, hoes
As I another bullet to this bitch's dock
I sailed off like a
Now that's one nigga a forty concussion and a bitch popped

So next in this episode?
Fo' hop up in a Cutlass and chase me down the road
I hit 580 like the last
And I'm kinda short on my gas line

Doin' 100 in my
Buckshot blast out my window
Now think they got me
So I down with my finger on the glock, gee

up on the side
Shootin' at the nigga I busted with the St. Ides
And I couldn't lose, gee
I to run his ass off the road like the movies

And that's about the time that he's
Shot him in the throat as he smashed a back truck

Now was it money or

Money or
Money or

I'm in the cut, late
Some niggas had a argument, a squab, but didn't fight
I'm watchin' niggas die over
to the brain, now he's fucked in the game

Some niggas know
He wanna pump my gas, but I I seen a .44
I figured a jack, because instead
Of gas, he wanted to me full of lead

So now I need a murder
Reach under the seat my left hand
He walked up lookin' at a nigga
I'm calm as fuck with my finger on a chrome trigger

Nigga wanna see my blood
But little did he know he was with a nut case
He to pull a .44
But as he reached I fucked him up with the car do'

I got out the car and his ass, gee
He said, "Please, Spice 1, blast me"
Close your eyes and grip dick
I shot him in the and watched him scream like a bitch

It ain't to watch a nigga gut splurter
When it's or murder

Money or