Luyện nghe bài hát More Money, More Cash, More Hoes (remix)

Turn the all the way
Turn the all the way down
What, uh, huh,
Come on, big
Come on, yeah, on

Yo, yo J A Y, I flow
Fuck all, y'all haters blow
I the game for those that throw bricks
Money cash money cash chicks what

Sex, murder and mayhem for the street
wife of mines is a life of crime
And since, a bitch in mini-skirts and big chests
How can I not with death

That's life's a nigga, long as life us
We gonna send a lot and pray to forgive us
Fuck it, ice the wrists and the price on these niggaz
Y'all floss on my level

I'll invite you all to get wit us if ya is glitter
When I go all the Harlem wall my picture
If you get close you can read the scripture
It reads money, cash hoes how real was nigga what

Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(What)
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(Uhh)

Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(Come on)
Money, cash, hoes, hoes
(What, what, what)

Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(What)
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(Uhh)

Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(Come on)
Money, cash, hoes hoes,
(What, what, what)

Flavors robust and gold touch
Y'all rap now, money let's slow it up
Niggaz try to Jay-Z to no luck
foreva CEO what, what

Us the villains, your feelings
y'all playa hate we in the upper millions
What's the dealings, it's like New York's been
Ever since Snoop came and crushed the buildings

I'm tryin' to the feelings fuck the law keep dealing
More money, more cash, more
I know they gone criticize the on this song
Like I give a fuck, I'm just a crook on this

Bed-Stuy took on the world
Shit I led a life you can write a on
Sex, murder and mayhem for the street
Man and I tell ya it'll be the seller

Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(What)
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(Uhh)

Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(Come on)
Money, cash, hoes, hoes
(What, what, what)

Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(What)
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(Uhh)

Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(Come on)
Money, cash, hoes, hoes
(What, what, what)

DMX and my dogs
my nigga rhyme all night
Thugs for life one night with rap shit
Let 'em go and I bet know what'll happen

When we clap shit, like we owe 'em something
Then we show 'em something, talk greasy I think they 'em
Down the road or something, fuckin' wit' a in a bad mood
It's like fuckin' wit' a mad dog that wasn't fed

And the only thing that's him is you
the only thing that he'll be droppin' is you
Topic include, in two
it to Clue and the response from the street
This was one dog that raw meat

But gettin' back to 'cause I, love my niggaz
I shed blood, for my
Let a nigga holler where my
All I'ma hear is here my nigga

Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(What)
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(Uhh)

Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(Come on)
Money, cash, hoes, hoes
(What, what, what)

Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(What)
Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(Uhh)

Money, cash, hoes, money, cash,
(Come on)
Money, cash, hoes, hoes
(What, what, what)

Roc-A-Fella, shit, uh huh
Rydersm, my nigga Swizz
Uh huh, uh huh, don't biatch, uh
Uh huh, inspect the game, yo