Luyện nghe bài hát Queens Get The Money

Ayo, queens get the money, niggas still screaming, chasing
But presidential candidates is planning
other nations over stake with masons
Pregnant teens give to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless

Play by ya stomach, let my words massage it and rub it
Ill be his daddy if theres there to love it
Tell him his name Nasir, tell him how he got
Momma was just having fun with above her years

Niggas is still hatin, talking
Nas done fell off with rhyming, he rather with diamonds
They pray, please God, let him spit that Uzi and the army
That shorty 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 8 Mile and The Chronic
Gets rich but dies rhymin, this is hot

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

80 cal. chrome, needed time alone to
The left his iPhone and his nine at home
My queen used her milkshake to y'all to my slaughterhouses
I do this for the home kids and boarding houses

This nigga shit thats on the album
For them niggas the chalk linin, 40 houses
Bring back Arsenio, hip hop was
So Nas breathes life back the embryo

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

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