Luyện nghe bài hát Making Money

1]
God a little boy got M's
On my wall lives 100
They say you got money, else matters
But two things nigga, matters most
I got and I smoke, smoke, smoke
I pray to god I don't ever go
I ain't never stopped selling dope
And I'll never stop buying coats
My [?] got a pink diamond choker
Yellow diamond necklace [?]
She got a walk kinda slow cause she's a ticket
I only fuck with bad bitches, real picky
I got a bitch, a country bitch, turn me up a lil bit
I gave you a lot of it, y'all ain't seen the of it
I got 30 squares, pussy nigga do the of it
I got aim, pussy nigga Gucci accurate

Imma keep making money, Imma keep making
Imma keep making money, Imma making money
Imma making money, Imma keep making money
Imma making money, Imma keep making money
You keep making comics, Imma making commas
You keep making cockpits, but I making commas
Money don't make you real, but I really do got
You keep chasing pussy, and I keep money

2]
Can't stop me nigga, can't block me
Better chill, sit back and just me nigga
Getting so much top might top nigga
Imma open up shop, come shop young
Been Guwop, let's nigga
Tell the fuck nigga up to 2Pac
She sleep in my bed and she give me good
But she still bout what the bitch gon say
Still saying Imma get one day
Imma get money goddamn day
Broke ass can't get no date
In the club, out, shawty swing my way
Money will talk a high top fade
I'm a rich kid, who wanna come play?
At the club live on a Sunday, screaming out my nigga Fortre
Sir Mixalot, my [?] are on
Serve a lot, I got so much yay
She a bitch, she got a filthy twat
I can tell the bitch sucks dicks a lot
I started off a bag, ran it up to a big bag
Never friends with a shitbag, get or get mad