Luyện nghe bài hát New Money

[Intro: sample of Boys' "The New Style"]
And on the check-in
stage on the mic
And we're it on wax
the new style!

Da 5'9"]
New money, quite powerful mic
Green ducats, black models, white
house, you lookin at the wrong nigga
Long digits, we can bet the who farm bigger
Once I go in my zone, I could leave my jewelry at
I glow on my own, you can go in my
You gon' see some numbers of bitches that's so me
A couple you fucked before, mentally
I snitch, furthermore I tour {?}
It's death before dishonor misery
Let us know it - we don't it rain no more
We pull out them and let her throw it
We gettin new money, let us it

[Chorus: Da 5'9" (Iyana Dean)]
{"New! New!"}
[Royce] I'm soundin like new money to me, {"New"} to me
[Royce] {"New"} to me, {"New"} money to me
You shinin like new money to me, {"New"} money to me
[Iyana] {"New"} to me, {"New"} money to me
Whoa!

Da 5'9"]
No iller, realer, go-rilla
I'm no killa, dope dealer, I'm so

[Interlude: Dean]
United we stand, we fall, let's pray
Any, legend, you know, we gon' you
Missing your life, turn up the
hiiiiiiiiiigh!

[Royce - during
Lighters, phones, whatever you got
Put it up in the sky for the J Dilla y'all
high!

Da 5'9"]
Uhh, you hoes can bring it, old school chosen
Frozen bling and singles
Y'all niggaz, pray that your babies come out good hair
I mines have all they toes and fingers
We are different, point blank,
just meant you rappin 'bout what I just spent
As far as concerned you all the same
A bunch of mohawks, jeans and wallet chains
A bunch of dancin beefin street blogger
So don't get mad at the if I should call your name
The new - the doc pop the tag off my ass
when I was born, my momma had the new car smell

Da 5'9"]
With no booth, the through, I'm so truth
I'm sittin in pudding now, I'm so +Proof+

[Royce - during
One time, hands in the AIR!
For the legendary, Proof!
baby, lights high!

Da 5'9"]
Uhh, willin, 2Pac with more feelin
Your a giant, I step the floor ceilin's
drinkin, more spillin, poor thinkin
You keep it one hundred, I keep it more
I it one thousand
I keep, buyin and buyin, while you lookin around you done browsin
Ha, I put my money my mouth is (yes!)
Gentlemen's bet, no 'bout this
Non-regional and outfit
I'm on my West, Midwest, East, South
I'm all about chips, with my swallow bitch
out, P.S. (Slaughterhouse) BITCH!!

{"New! New! New!"}

[Iyana]