Luyện nghe bài hát You Like Me Better Rich

Theres about the way i get it
I do, I get it
something about the way I did it
Like there's to it

You don't see a n-gga doing bad
My eyes turn red I'm pulling out a mag
You see clear when ya ass get hit
You me better rich
You me better rich
I caught ya live with the .44 mag
Shut up bitch, show me where the
Now we got the dope we just on the cash
You know getting hit, you're getting hit

time, money, money time
Smoke the barrell of the
See ya see ya leak
Tell ya punk ass
Lay down, down
Go 'head the ?
Police box me in, I will a hostage
Bang close range, there wont be no get back
For the last time n-gga, tell us the sh-t at
You're working my and I aint got patience
Barrell on my tre pound, let ya ass taste it

This light of mine, I'm gon let it shine
Right the barrell, I'm sure I wont miss
Say a prayer I don't care, I'm here for the
Pay dumb, get done, it murder one
Six shots pop, hit a pop, bullets
catching hot, hell so far away
Cough up the cash before get really bad
You don't really wanna see a n-gga when he mad

Yeah, this Power of the Dollar sound
Some of you n-ggas even up on this
Uh, 50, Back with avengeance
gon call this the greatest coe=meback of all time
This shit gon bring chills up your