Luyện nghe bài hát Queens Get The Money

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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