Luyện nghe bài hát Making Money

1]
God a little boy got M's
On my lives 100 eggplants
They say you got money, nothing else
But two things nigga, family matters
I got money and I smoke, smoke,
I pray to god I don't go broke
I ain't ever stopped selling dope
And I'll stop buying mink coats
My [?] got a pink diamond choker
Yellow diamond costa [?]
She got a walk slow cause she's a meal ticket
I only with bad bitches, Gucci real picky
I got a city bitch, a 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 good aim, pussy nigga Gucci

Imma keep making money, keep making money
Imma keep making money, keep making money
Imma keep making money, Imma keep money
Imma making money, Imma keep making money
You keep making comics, Imma keep making
You keep making cockpits, but I keep commas
Money don't make you real, but I do got money
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 top that nigga
Imma up shop, come shop young nigga
Guwop, let's shootout nigga
Tell the nigga up to 2Pac nigga
She sleep in my bed and she give me head
But she still worrying bout what the gon say
Still saying Imma get one day
get money every goddamn day
Broke ass can't get no date
In the club, singing out, shawty my way
Money will talk like a high top
I'm a rich kid, who wanna come play?
At the club live on a Sunday, screaming out free my nigga
Sir Mixalot, my [?] are on
Serve bricks a lot, I got so yay
She a bitch, she got a filthy twat
I can tell that the bitch sucks a lot
I started off a bag, ran it up to a big bag
Never friends a shitbag, get glad or get mad