Luyện nghe bài hát New Money

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

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

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

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

Iyana Dean]
United we stand, divided we fall, pray
Any, legend, you know, we miss you
Missing 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 mines have all they toes and fingers
We are different, point blank,
It's just meant you rappin 'bout what I just
As far as concerned you all the same
A bunch of mohawks, skinny and wallet chains
A bunch of dancin beefin street blogger
So don't get mad at the king if I 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, Lord willin, 2Pac with feelin
Your boy's a giant, I step the ceilin's
More drinkin, more spillin, poor
You keep it one hundred, I it more Franklins
I keep it one
I keep, buyin and buyin, you lookin around until you done browsin
Ha, I put my money my mouth is (yes!)
Gentlemen's bet, no gentleman 'bout
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]