Luyện nghe bài hát The Curse Of Money

Hey wassup
Man, I'm glad I caught you at your momma' house
Wassup man? You still got your pager or you lost it?
(It's the curse, the curse)

my code right? I been pagin' you for about a week man
(The curse, the curse)
I about the deal ya got
(The curse, the curse)
Greed,
(The curse, the curse)
Check this out, you owe a somethin' man

Do the baby, do the math, Ch-ching
Do the math baby, do the math,
Do the baby
(The curse, the curse)
Do the math
(The curse, the curse)

the curse of money, once you get it, fool you got it
Buy a new of drawers and motherfuckers spot it
(The curse, the curse)
Niggas plotted, to have me up in basements
Till these see what they're faced with
(The curse, the curse)

fantasies of a life stress-free
Full of orgies, in the Keys
(The curse, the curse)
But this bullshit is so thick, like mountains
Sick of threatenin' all my and accountants
(The curse, the curse)

The decibels, gold diggers for the testicles
Soon they realize, I don't in hoes
(The curse, the curse)
Sometimes like hell on earth
When everybody to get your ass for all your worth
It's the

The curse, the
(Do the baby)
The curse, the
(Do the baby)
The curse, the
(Do the baby)
The curse, the
(Do the )

When you hot, think you got more than you got
(The curse, the curse)
When you not, motherfuckers callin' you a
(The curse, the curse)
I just laugh, the curse everybody wanna
Before you sell your soul better do the

I start to scream like, "Mayday, Mayday"
'Cause motherfuckers think all grav-ay wit my pay day
(The curse, the curse)
And like I said, it's the curse of
They start laughin' at your jokes when ain't that funny
(The curse, the curse)

See this ass yes man
Shakin' hands with the left hand, get my weap-an, get to
(The curse, the curse)
every phony ass nigga round me
Stick a up your ass like Richie Roundtree
(The curse, the curse)

Got to have gas money if you goin'
If not who you Who you flowin'? Who you owin'?
(The curse, the curse)
In '98 don't shit free
Not even hard rhymes describin' these hard times

The curse, the
(Do the baby, do it)
The curse, the
(Do the baby)
The curse, the
(Do the baby)
The curse, the
(Do the baby)

When you hot, think you got more than you got
(The curse, the curse)
you not, motherfuckers callin' you a flop
(The curse, the curse)
I just laugh, the curse everybody have
Before you sell soul better do the math

To relax I smoke a stick, the shit make me
Gotta gang of new and relatives on my dick
(The curse, the curse)
No for drama, busters get sprayed
Bitches wanna get layed and everybody need bills paid, everybody
(The curse, the curse)

Motherfuckers, sweat me a spy
They wanna kick it I, got the curse of Mulah
(The curse, the curse)
Make me wanna start scrappin' and look at me to make it
What the fuck was they doin' before Mack 10 was rappin', me?
(The curse, the curse)

What the fuck? How can I a man of seven figures
When I'm rushed by gold diggers every time I get bigger?
(The curse, the curse)
Like Banner, when I tweak I turn green
And every time I'm seen it's like start to fiend
the curse

The curse, the
(Do the baby)
The curse, the
(Do the baby, 1 million, 2 million)
The curse, the
(Do the baby, 3 million)
The curse, the
(Do the math)

When you hot, they think you got than you got, yeah they do
(The curse)
you not, motherfuckers callin' you a flop, motherfuckers
(The curse, the curse)
I just laugh, the curse everybody have
Before you sell your soul do the math, better do it

The curse, the
(Do the math baby, get the outta here)
The curse, the
(Do the math baby, with signs in your eyes)
The curse, the
(Do the baby, ha ha, sheeit)
The curse, the
(Do the math)

your ass broke
Rabbit ears, nigga for
I'm but I love it