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

Turn the all the way
the lights 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 blow dick
I spits the for those that throw bricks
Money hoes money cash chicks what

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

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

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

Us the villains, fuck your
While y'all playa hate we in the millions
What's the dealings, like New York's been 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 just a crook on song

Bed-Stuy took on the world
Shit I led a you can write a book on
Sex, murder and mayhem for the street
Man and I tell ya 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
my nigga rhyme all night
Thugs for life one night this rap shit
Let 'em go and I bet they know what'll

When we clap shit, like we owe 'em something
Then we 'em something, talk greasy I think 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 only thing stoppin' him is you
the only thing that he'll be droppin' is you
Topic include, in two
Drop it to and the response from the street
was one dog that loves raw meat

But gettin' back to just I, love my niggaz
I blood, for my niggaz
Let a nigga 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, yeah the game, yo