Luyện nghe bài hát The Curse Of Money

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

Y'know my code right? I been pagin' you for a week man
(The curse, the curse)
I heard about the ya got
(The curse, the curse)
Greed,
(The curse, the curse)
this out, you owe a nigga 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 baby
(The curse, the curse)

It's the curse of money, 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 knotted up in
Till cocksuckers see what they're faced with
(The curse, the curse)

Their of a life stress-free
of orgies, in the Florida Keys
(The curse, the curse)
But this bullshit is so thick, it's mountains
Sick of all my lawyers and accountants
(The curse, the curse)

The decibels, gold diggers for the testicles
they realize, I don't invest in hoes
(The curse, the curse)
Sometimes it's hell on earth
When everybody tryin' to get your ass for all your
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, callin' you a flop
(The curse, the curse)
I just laugh, the curse everybody wanna
you sell your soul better do the math

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

See ass kissin' yes man
Shakin' hands the left hand, get my weap-an, get to stepp-an
(The curse, the curse)
Fuck phony ass nigga round me
Stick a shaft up your ass 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 come
Not even hard rhymes that's 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, they think you got more you got
(The curse, the curse)
When you not, motherfuckers you a flop
(The curse, the curse)
I laugh, the curse everybody wanna have
Before you your soul better do the math

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

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

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

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)
you not, motherfuckers callin' you a flop, motherfuckers
(The curse, the curse)
I just laugh, the curse everybody have
you sell 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, with dollar 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 cursed but I it