Luyện nghe bài hát Finale

[Verse 1 - Gudda
call me Young Gudda,
I'm all about the still,
And in my way, roadkill,
Everything my hands turn to gold,
Money, knots and with no records sold, (Yeah)
I'm rappers with no effort,
So imagine what'll when I start applying pressure,
Guillotine who ready to get severed nogga
In or out the you could get leveled nigga

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

3 - Tyga]
Uhh, money I don't slow dance,
Young Money till the world end,
Money weight, bitch, Rosanne,
I don't listen to kids, grown man,
Skinny nigga up, Lohan,
Lindsey the white Benz, color Mike skin,
Make ya soul when the ping 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 ain't a fight yet,
Now drag ya dog out the ring how he love that,
wid a attitude, watch how ya talk to me,
Keep playin' boi, I'll leak on ya Elm Street,
Trouble is what you want dog, is what you gon' get,
It's money till the bone grizzle, ya dig?

[Verse 5 - Lil'
money good night,
And yeah I'm gonna shine like an light,
Twist cold cellar like it's open tonight,
31st nigga to write, You need a sight,
To try to see me, I'm so far gone,
Even I'm goin' out kids, I'm so far on
I gotta house full of 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,
Kinte on the clutch,
You at the of the pole, Totem,
Like Odom, I ball, scrotom,
Flyer than a cricket so they call me Jim-any,
And It's going down Santa in a chimney,
You don't ball break ya back ribs,
You need more assist than the kids (Oh shit)

[Verse 7 -
Money we rockstars,
So wit' ya Magnum on,
And on we go long,
You that? 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 family in the you can't hold us,
Me, Taz and be the three new moguls,
Buffet around here y'all scrape the plates,
And we don't eat up in our whispa got paper plates,
as we leave the club damn let the models go,
One I forgot to say on his album, Hollygrove!,
track the finale, nah this the genesis,
Young murderers, we killin' shit,

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

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

It's Young baby.