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 dick
I spits the game for those that throw
cash hoes money cash chicks what

Sex, murder and romance for the street
Only wife of mines is a life of
And since, life's a in mini-skirts and big chests
How can I not with death

That's life's a nigga, as life prevent us
We gonna send a lot and to Christ forgive us
Fuck it, ice the wrists and raise the price on niggaz
Y'all cant floss on my

invite you all to get wit us if ya ball is glitter
When I go all the Harlem playaz 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 platinum and touch
Y'all rap now, fast let's slow it up
try to stop Jay-Z to no luck
Roc-A-Fella CEO what, what

Us the villains, fuck your
While y'all hate we in the upper millions
What's the dealings, it's like New York's soft
Ever since came through and crushed the buildings

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

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

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

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

But gettin' back to just I, love my niggaz
I shed blood, for my
Let a holler where my niggaz
All I'ma is right 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, stop biatch, uh
Uh huh, inspect the game, yo