Luyện nghe bài hát Finale

[Verse 1 - Gudda]
They me Young Gudda,
I'm all the dough still,
And in my way, roadkill,
my hands touch turn to gold,
Money, knots and jewels no records sold, (Yeah)
I'm manhandling rappers no effort,
So imagine happen when I start applying pressure,
Guillotine flow who ready to get severed
In or out the you could get leveled nigga

2 - Jae Millz]
Yo, we are Money,
you can't chocha,
It's to get real ugly, Amarosa,
YM vultures, there ain't a doper,
We done the way the game looks, Sammy Sosa, (Ha ha)
This is life this ain't a job, and Shapor,
symbolize I go hard,
Navy on navy I did it all for the Yankees,
Did it all for New York and this love no need to me, Millz

[Verse 3 -
Uhh, fast money I slow dance,
Young Money till the world end,
over weight, bitch, Rosanne,
I don't to these kids, grown man,
nigga dubbed up, Lohan,
Lindsey the white Benz, same Mike skin,
Make ya soul spin when the load in,
Au revoir, goodbye, now

[Verse 4 - Chuckee]
money lil' G,
Battle in my blood,
at ya boy,
Man, you better have ya cord,
Since Wayne me off the leash,
I lose a fight yet,
Now come drag ya dog out the how he love that,
Yung wid a attitude, watch how ya to me,
Keep Freddy boi, I'll leak on ya Elm Street,
Trouble is what you want dog, pain is you gon' get,
It's money till the bone grizzle, ya dig?

5 - Lil' Twist]
Young good night,
And yeah I'm shine like an ultraviolet light,
Lil' Twist cellar like it's open tonight,
31st nigga to write, You a telescope sight,
To try to see me, I'm so far gone,
though I'm goin' out kids, I'm so far on
I gotta full of chicks like the Playboy home,
Wrappin' up my lifestyle and I smash this

[Verse 6 - Nicki
I'm in cotton pink Bent',
mass on the guts,
White on whips,
Kunta on the clutch,
You at the of the pole, Totem,
Lamar Odom, I ball, scrotom,
Flyer a cricket so they call me Nicki Jim-any,
And It's going down Santa in a chimney,
You don't break ya baby back ribs,
You need assist than the handicap kids (Oh shit)

7 - Shanell]
Young we rockstars,
So wit' ya Magnum on,
And on we go long,
You feel We get that,
We in that, we run that, we back,
We hit 'em when we see 'em comin' for more,
for more..

[Verse 8 - Mack
Michael Wade in the building you can't hold us,
Me, Taz and be the three new moguls,
Buffet around here boys scrape the plates,
And we don't eat up in our whispa got paper plates,
Soon as we the club damn let the models go,
One word I to say on his album, Hollygrove!,
This track the finale, nah the genesis,
Money murderers, we killin' shit,

[Verse 9 -
I got this, you can never get this
I built it up from nuthin' you think I'm playin' Tetris,
Thousand sweater on but I don't ever sweat shit,
Swear the beats they give me got a mafuckin' wish,
Yeah, me who controls kings,
I don't rules, stupid old things,
I'm flying through the in a coupe with those wings,
And my team deserves some muthafuckin' rings, Young Money

[Verse 10 - Wayne]
I'm so in bitch, CEO in this bitch,
Lil' Weezy stand tall, tippytoe in bitch
Blood gang da da doe in this bitch,
Make ya girl get Manilow in this bitch,
In the body of the World, is the blood,
And I be back and forward to the blood bank,
Uhh making deposits till I faint,
New Orleans, nigga how them fuckin' Saints,
It's tight on our end call that Franks,
Matter fact it's too tight add a links,
I'm the barstender you a drink,
Yeah it's Young Money but the ain't,
Gudda tough, nice, Nick nasty,
Streets bad, Tyga ill, magic,
Millz Harlem, Chuck wild, Dallas,
And Mack rap, sing and manage,

It's Moulah baby.