Luyện nghe bài hát New Money

[Intro: sample of 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, quite mic module
Green ducats, models, white bottles
Packed house, you lookin at the nigga
Long digits, we can bet the farm who bigger
I go in my zone, I could leave my jewelry at home
I glow on my own, you can go in my
You gon' see numbers of bitches that's so into me
A you might've fucked before, mentally
I snitch, furthermore I tour {?}
It's death dishonor before misery
Let us know it - we make it rain no more
We pull out 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 money to me, {"New"} to me
{"New"} money to me, {"New"} money to me
[Iyana] You shinin 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, dealer, I'm so Dilla

[Interlude: Iyana
United we stand, divided we fall, let's
Any, legend, you know, we gon' you
Missing life, turn up the lights
hiiiiiiiiiigh!

[Royce - during
Lighters, cell phones, you got
Put it up in the sky for the legendary J Dilla
high!

Da 5'9"]
Uhh, you hoes can it, old school chosen English
bling and throw-in singles
Y'all niggaz, pray that your babies come out havin hair
I pray mines all they toes and fingers
We are different, blank, distant
It's meant you rappin 'bout what I just spent
As far as hip-hop's concerned you all the
A of mohawks, skinny jeans and wallet chains
A bunch of dancin street blogger lames
So get mad at the king if I should call your 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 right now, I'm so

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

Da 5'9"]
Uhh, Lord willin, 2Pac with more
Your boy's a giant, I step the ceilin's
drinkin, more spillin, poor thinkin
You it one hundred, I keep it more Franklins
I it one thousand
I keep, buyin and buyin, while you lookin until you done browsin
Ha, I put my where my mouth is (yes!)
Gentlemen's bet, no 'bout this
dialect 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]