Luyện nghe bài hát New Money

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

Da 5'9"]
New money, powerful mic module
ducats, black models, white bottles
Packed house, you 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 might've fucked before,
I don't snitch, furthermore I {?}
death before dishonor before misery
Let us know it - we make it rain no more
We out them dollars and let her throw it
We gettin new money, let us it

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

Da 5'9"]
No iller, flow realer,
I'm no killa, dealer, I'm so Dilla

Iyana Dean]
United we stand, divided we fall, pray
Any, legend, you know, we miss you
Missing your life, up the lights
hiiiiiiiiiigh!

[Royce - Interlude]
Lighters, cell phones, 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 English
Frozen and throw-in singles
niggaz, pray that your babies come out havin good hair
I pray mines all they toes and fingers
We are different, point blank,
It's just meant you rappin 'bout what I just
As far as hip-hop's you all the same
A bunch of mohawks, skinny and wallet chains
A bunch of dancin beefin street lames
So don't get mad at the king if I should call name
The new - the doc pop the tag off my ass
when I was born, my pussy had the new car smell

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

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

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

{"New! New! New!"}

[Iyana]