Luyện nghe bài hát Mind On Our Money

People ask me how do you
You got to your mind on money
(T H U G)
Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya
Nigga, let 'em know how you want it

ask me how do you maintain
You got to keep your mind on
(T H U G)
Don't let the ever short you for ya change
Nigga, let 'em know how you want it

1993, hooked up with Eazy E
1994, rushin' through the door with the flow
Nigga was creepin' on a come up, doin' it for the of money
1995 we really let 'em know, is the city where we come from

styles muthafuckas never heard before
But we never got our
Till we dropped that song, see you at the crossroad
But the man know, Eazy runnin' with the lost souls, rest in

was 1996, we back in the mix
I guess they thought that we'd gon' but we got love for this shit
But everything changin', business rearrangin'
Then the time when bone and ruthless vibin'

Tried to keep my together through that industry shit
Somehow I'm feelin' like I deserve I didn't get
But I'ma stick it out, believe I'ma keep my up
And my loyalty for Eazy E, even though I'm fed up

1997 hey, everybody ya weapon, it's the art of war
It don't stop, it won't stop until we drop, body
Not to mention when we venture the family scriptures
1999 nigga, strugglin'

Tryna get some money with this mastermind I'm
Sharpen up ya mentality
And by the 2000 I'll be thuggin' but so I'm [unverified]
I gotta get some money, blast if I get
So if you read that i done flipped, then you the story, about me

People ask me how do you
You got to keep your on money
(T H U G)
Don't let the snakes short you for ya change
Nigga, let 'em know how you want it

Take a good look my eyes and all over my face your bloody death
With a bloody, mess, I'm servin' you none the less
[Unverified] that crazy
From the world's most dangerous

Mo thugs nation, [unverified] on your
absolutely what I'm gon' do
Blast at niggas who thought they knew me
Now I'm that muthafucka be [unverified], the nigga that bust all y'all

My mission in life to be the coldest nigga that spit shit on the mic
I'm comin' in smooth, rockin' this Hip-Hop music the way you like
Tellin' all biters to stop tryin'
Let it go fry fool, I make my move, all y'all gonna die

up and fry, open his eyes [unverified] pop
Shot one through his
Oh my, oh my, now look what you made me do, this nigga
It ain't my fault, you niggas too soft, ain't got no

Now look through the stop steel
Y'all some livin' tryna get notice by hangin' with stars
No need to say no names, know who the fuck you are
We all true sound, nigga gatherin' souls, how we roll

And that's love for the paper, foldin', I saw hoes
But I had my nah, nigga that's my nuts [unverified]
Don't that
And then he won't hesitate to buck for the

You can't on these bustas, so they die
They got love for those who love me
In the I main to keepin' my mind on my money
And no, shit that we spit ain't funny
Especially you hungry, nigga
With no hustle, nigga, to get funds

People ask me how do you
You got to your mind on money
(T H U G)
Don't let the snakes short you for ya change
Nigga, let 'em know how much you it

In '91 I'm runnin' from the cops, don't ya know it
That bitch was find a hidin' spot, he show it
Know niggas had no pussy
Said would never read or get to L.A.

And niggas went on 'em, either
Smokin' that reefer, niggas how I'm livin'
I was havin' children when y'all was lookin' for women
But mine aside, so why you tellin' same [unverified]

When niggas have shit, tell me who's the one that ride
We ride ride though, you can call me Mr. Murda-Mo
Get [unverified], burn the whole down all by myself
[unverified] for with the bone flow

Heaven and Earth, God and my loved one and ya gotta
And what you want my people to hear, I'm a fuckin' sell-out?
But the one on solo shit and who want me the hell out?
I'll bail out a [unverified], that pussy makes me change

Or expansion on the or acres in the shooting range
Shootin' thangs, it don't you a villain
(Shootin' thangs)
The villain is with his children
Bitch, I it real

ask me how do you maintain
You got to your mind on money
(T H U G)
Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya
Nigga, let 'em how much you want it

I keep my on my money, my money on my mind
A straight up soldier in the field out pushin' my line
designed a gold crime as I'm racin' through this obstacle
007, Layzie Bone, knew it was

Got shot, got out the hospital, started on my
Listen, nigga pay
Oh, and did I mention, had a before I crept on a come up,
of death

Blessin' 40 O-Z's, lay and and double Z's [unverified]
often wonder why my mind on my money
Nigga bitches all up on me and half the industry phony
It's this nigga, i don't even fuck around

If a nigga got no money for lay, I'll come around
Ain't it how niggas turn funny-style
When they think they in trinkets, ain't even ran a mile
See my niggas doin' a damn thing,

humbly united gatherin' souls, just to let you know
Heaven's movie, truly, Mr. Gambini
it's the mentality and next to the baddest, Little
And you ask me how i maintain

I watch my niggas rule, act a fool and ace the
Mo one, witness the family scriptures
Mo two, family reunion comin' to get ya
Mo thug three, presentation of the
Niggas on some other shit, by smoke and

People ask me how do you
You got to keep mind on money
(T H U G)
Don't let the snakes short you for ya change
Nigga, let 'em how much you want it