Luyện nghe bài hát Queens Get The Money

Ayo, queens get the money, niggas screaming, paper chasing
But candidates is planning wars
With other over stake with masons
Pregnant teens give birth to gangsters they daddies faceless

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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