Luyện nghe bài hát New Money

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

Da 5'9"]
New money, powerful mic module
Green ducats, models, white bottles
Packed house, you lookin at the nigga
Long digits, we can bet the farm who farm
Once I go in my zone, I could leave my at home
I on my own, you can go in my phone
You gon' see numbers of bitches that's so into me
A couple you might've before, mentally
I snitch, furthermore I tour {?}
death before dishonor before misery
Let us know it - we don't make it no more
We pull out them dollars and let her it
We gettin new money, let us it

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

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

[Interlude: Iyana
United we stand, divided we fall, let's
Any, legend, you know, we gon' you
your life, turn 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
bling and throw-in singles
Y'all niggaz, pray your babies come out havin good hair
I pray mines have all they toes and
We are different, blank, distant
It's just meant you rappin 'bout what I just
As far as hip-hop's you all the same
A bunch of mohawks, jeans and wallet chains
A bunch of beefin street blogger lames
So don't get mad at the king if I should call your
The new - the doc pop the tag off my ass
when I was born, my momma pussy had the new car

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

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

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

{"New! New! New!"}

[Iyana]