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,
on, big flow
Come on, yeah, on

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

Sex, murder and mayhem romance for the
Only of mines is a life of crime
And since, life's a bitch in mini-skirts and big
How can I not flirt with

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

I'll invite you all to get wit us if ya ball is
When I go all the playaz wall my picture
If you get close enough you can the scripture
It reads money, cash hoes how real was that 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 platinum and touch
Y'all rap now, fast money slow it up
Niggaz try to stop to no luck
Roc-A-Fella foreva CEO what,

Us the villains, fuck feelings
While y'all playa hate we in the upper
the dealings, it's like New York's been soft
Ever since Snoop through and crushed the buildings

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

Bed-Stuy Brooknon on the world
Shit I led a life you can write a on
Sex, murder and romance for the street
Man and I ya it'll be the best 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 bite
Jigga my nigga rhyme all
Thugs for life one night this rap shit
Let 'em go and I bet know what'll happen

When we shit, actin' like we owe 'em something
Then we show 'em something, greasy I think they found 'em
Down the road or something, fuckin' a madman in a bad mood
It's like fuckin' wit' a mad dog that fed food

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

But gettin' to just 'cause I, love my niggaz
I shed blood, for my
Let a nigga holler my niggaz
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
Ruff Rydersm, my nigga
Uh huh, uh huh, don't biatch, uh
Uh huh, inspect the game, yo