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
on, yeah, come on

Yo, yo J A Y, I sick
Fuck all, y'all blow dick
I spits the game for those that throw
Money cash hoes money cash chicks

Sex, and mayhem romance for the street
Only wife of mines is a life of
And since, a bitch in mini-skirts and big chests
How can I not flirt 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 raise the price on these
Y'all cant floss on my

I'll you all to get wit us if ya ball is glitter
When I go all the playaz wall my picture
If you get enough you can read the scripture
It reads money, cash how real was that 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)

robust platinum and gold touch
Y'all rap now, fast money slow it up
Niggaz try to Jay-Z to no luck
Roc-A-Fella foreva CEO what,

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

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

Bed-Stuy Brooknon took on the
Shit I led a you can write a book on
Sex, and mayhem romance for the street
Man and I tell ya it'll be the best

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
for life one night with this rap shit
Let 'em go and I bet know what'll happen

we clap shit, actin' like we owe 'em something
Then we show 'em something, talk greasy I they found 'em
Down the road or something, fuckin' wit' a madman in a bad
like fuckin' wit' a mad dog that wasn't 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 loves raw

But back 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, stop biatch, uh
Uh huh, yeah the game, yo