Luyện nghe bài hát Money Up

I gotta run my up, shorty stack your money up
I gotta stack paper up, so we can have
Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty
Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just get mo'

Bring your up, hey, bring your paper up, hoe
we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can have
Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, smoke
Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get

I'm talkin' dedication, talkin'
Talkin' inspiration, talkin' chasin'
Talkin' paper chasin', we got to get it
Sittin' back waitin' on somethin', man, I with it

You niggaz bumpin' gums, that talkin' better kill it
I'm sendin' a real yes homey I hope you get it
You little head bouncers with two big fitteds
him pop, man we runnin' up our digits

We got the to the city
The West coast, down and New York City
You pussy niggaz silly, I know you shitty
You think that we gon' now and show some pity?

I gotta run my money up, shorty stack money up
I gotta stack that paper up, so we can
Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty
all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get mo'

Bring your money up, hey, bring paper up, hoe
What we stackin'? Dough, we stackin'? Dough, So we can have
Plenty hoes, dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke
Ballin' all day and I mad I just gotta get dough

Yeah, I'm smellin' myself, I'm smellin' like
Jefferson, Jackson, Ben money
Old school, new school, big money
You so funny

I keep a big pistol, who the fuck it?
Niggaz still Who the fuck done it?
Niggaz sendin' threats man who the comin'?
no pussies over here nigga ain't nobody runnin'

Now, back to the message at
I'm talkin' get money, and Japan
Germany, Australia, France and
Hood everywhere, we get to the money man

I gotta run my money up, shorty stack money up
I stack that paper up, so we can have
Plenty hoes, dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke
Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just get mo'

Bring money up, hey, bring your paper up, hoe
What we stackin'? Dough, we stackin'? Dough, So we can have
Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty
all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get dough

Fuck metaphors, gettin' all
Rap shit is easy, make this shit an obstacle
is basic training, show you the ropes
Man this music is a product, it's like dope

of all get your own hustle, don't watch mine
We all spit game, mine just to rhyme
of all stay prayed up and stay on your grind
And when your come be ready to shine

I gotta run my money up, stack your money up
I stack that paper up, so we can have
Plenty hoes, dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke
all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get mo'

Bring your up, hey, bring your paper up, hoe
we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can have
Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty
Ballin' all day and I mad I just gotta