Luyện nghe bài hát Queens Get The Money

Ayo, get the money, niggas still screaming, paper chasing
But presidential candidates is wars
With other nations over stake masons
Pregnant give birth to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless

Play this by ya stomach, let my words it and rub it
Ill be his if theres nobody there to love it
Tell him his name Nasir, him how he got here
Momma was just fun with someone above her years

Niggas is still hatin, talking
Nas done fell off with rhyming, he floss with diamonds
They pray, please God, let him spit that Uzi and the linin
shorty doowop rollin oo-whops in the park reclinin

Take 27 MCs, put 'em in a and they out of alignment
My assignments he said retirement
Hiding behind 8 and The Chronic
Gets but dies rhymin, this is hot science

Now, add 23 from Queens to B'more
I'm over heads like a bulimic on a see-saw
Now, thats 50 porch monkeys ate up at the time
Nasty NASDAQ, gonna bow homes, this is Dow Jones

80 cal. chrome, time alone to zone
The mack his iPhone and his nine at home
My queen used her to bring y'all to my slaughterhouses
I do this for the group home and boarding houses

This that shit thats on the album
For them inside the chalk linin, 40 houses
back Arsenio, hip hop was aborted
So Nas breathes life back the embryo

Let us make man in our image, it
I'm Huey P. and Louie V. at the
Throwing Molotovs for Emmitt, you as hot as I is
All of these false prophets is not

You dont know how the sky is
The square mileage of Earth for Pi is
Im the hand that touched George Foreman in Zaire
The same hand punched down devils that brought down the Towers