Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Money

That nigga let his flow go
Niggaz tryin' to switch up the flows on
Hit niggaz, slip niggaz a micky
that joint

Yeah, yeah, it's the remix,
Like a muh'fucker,
Wassup my nigga? An' still hot up in that boy, it man?
Yo, Jay, Kel, ta set it off for y'all, yeah, c'mon

It's the
Track Master remix, y'all, Kels an'
Big with Twista, y'all, get this money

I heard the when I pulled up to the club
'Cause I'm up on fo' flickers
Peanut butter interior, body
An' in case you know, I be the Twista

Hundred bombs in my pockets, put ones up
I hear some lookin' at me for the come up
Try to creep, creep, I a gun up
I put a hole in the first that run up

The be Jay, R an' T
Spit it cold the music is a part of me
Can't nobody spit it as me
Got an academy of haters after me

I I got what you want
I know I got you need
an' mob to the top
Before you get money

up on the block in the alien gray Bentley
Full of modes, you never could hang with me
Just to get in early, I paid a 50
Getting' money, my nigga

Oh Chrysler, trees for the blunts
hoes in the back, two fiends in the front
Twenty-two shoes, CV's in the trunk
that money, my nigga

Makin' dough off a I be the best in
Glad to be down with these two livin'
Now let me see which league invest in
Gettin' that money, my

this cheer, put the niggaz in fear
Makin' bitches shed tears, a look at my career
Now the swell when I get up to 70 in the Coupe
Peep the wing I hope out the tail, tell 'em Kel

We off up in the club, we got our up
Drinks in the club we gettin' that money, my nigga
We rollin' 24's, open them Bentley
Got plenty hoes because we that money, my nigga

Pull up to the club, chicks in the
smokin' on weed, some sippin' Cognac
Into the club, whole crew to the
Super the stars it sharp as a tack

Gotta have my inch in it
In the house, from the gate, minutes
Game over an' I'm still not
I haters like V play tennis

Livin' like a motherfuckin' Richie Rich
Got a butler for my Maybach,
White linen, smokin'
like bullets, tongue like a trigger

Feelin' on your
Tryin' to get one of these nice
To up to my room an' do me
her man like, Who's he?

Was a at birth, first ho was a nurse
An' I'ma be a pimp 'til I'm in a hearse
showbiz is the worst
I'm blessed with Gift & The Curse'

ball, now I'm off to the spa
an' clean, now I'm off in the car
Got a with a superstar
We take lunch, now twelve

Hit the mall two o'clock
In the 'bout five o'clock
Seven o'clock 'til o'clock
We in my crib, my bed, goin'

This for my niggaz
Wide body Mo'
Pimps, hustlers, flippers
Get money

We off up in the club, we got our up
Drinks in the club because we that money, my nigga
We rollin' 24's, them Bentley doors
Got plenty hoes because we that money, my nigga

Gettin' this money, switchin' my whips an' my
Like I'm addicted to difference, you pick what you want from me
To be a lame with visions of riches, my brain
Like I myself in deep dishes, just switchin' lanes

It's just insane, is it? I'm from the
Where either in prison or pay visits like in-laws
So we for ourself an' the wealth is in raw
We can't help but been lost, what else gon' make that engine

Lay back in 745, big boy cars, all we drive
the club we get all the eyes
When you that money, my nigga

We off up in the club, we got our up
Drinks in the club because we that money, my nigga
We rollin' 24's, open them doors
Got plenty because we gettin' that money, my nigga

Track remix, y'all, Kels an' Jigga
Big chips with Twista, y'all, get money

Dance, c'mon, you sonobitches,
Dance, motherfuckers, dance
Dance, drunk sonobitches,
Get your money, nigga, best of