Luyện nghe bài hát The Curse Of Money

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

Y'know my code right? I been pagin' you for about a 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)

It's the of money, once you get it, fool you got it
Buy a new pair of drawers and motherfuckers it
(The curse, the curse)
plotted, to have me knotted up in basements
Till these cocksuckers see what faced with
(The curse, the curse)

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

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

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

you hot, they 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 have
Before you sell your better do the math

I start to scream like, "Mayday, Mayday"
'Cause think it's 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 they ain't that funny
(The curse, the curse)

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

Got to some gas money if you goin'
If not who you fuckin'? Who you Who you owin'?
(The curse, the curse)
In '98 don't shit free
Not even hard rhymes that's describin' these 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, they think you got than you got
(The curse, the curse)
When you not, motherfuckers callin' you a
(The curse, the curse)
I just laugh, the curse wanna have
Before you sell your better do the math

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

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

What the fuck? How can I remain a man of figures
When I'm rushed by diggers every time I get bigger? Ch-ching
(The curse, the curse)
Like David Banner, 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 more than you got, they do
(The curse)
When you not, callin' you a flop, motherfuckers
(The curse, the curse)
I just laugh, the curse everybody wanna
Before you your soul better do the math, better do it

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

Leave ass broke
Rabbit ears, nigga for
I'm cursed but I it