Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Money

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

Yeah, yeah, it's the remix,
a muh'fucker, yeah
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

the remix
Track Master remix, y'all, Kels an'
Big chips Twista, y'all, get this money

I the ballers when I pulled up to the club
'Cause I'm up on fo' flickers
Peanut interior, black body
An' in case you didn't know, I be the

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 nigga that run up

The be Jay, R an' T
Spit it 'cause the music is a part of me
Can't spit it fast as me
Got an of haters comin' after me

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

Pull up on the block in the alien Bentley
Full of sport modes, you never hang with me
Just to get in early, I a extra 50
that money, my nigga

Oh Chrysler, trees for the blunts
Three hoes in the back, two fiends in the
Twenty-two inch shoes, in the trunk
that money, my nigga

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

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

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 we gettin' that money, my nigga

up to the club, chicks in the back
Some smokin' on weed, sippin' Cognac
Into the club, crew to the back
Super the make 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 play like V play tennis

Livin' like a motherfuckin' Rich nigga
Got a butler for my Maybach,
linen, smokin' cigar
Lyrics like bullets, tongue like a

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

Was a at birth, first ho was a nurse
An' I'ma be a 'til I'm stretches in a hearse
Sometimes is the worst
I'm with 'The 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 'bout two
In the movies five o'clock
Seven o'clock nine o'clock
We in my crib, my bed, non-stop

This for my niggaz
Wide body Mo'
Pimps, hustlers, herb
Get this

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

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

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

Lay in 745, big boy cars, that's all we drive
Into the club we get all the
When you gettin' that money, my

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

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

Dance, c'mon, you sonobitches,
Dance, lazy motherfuckers,
Dance, sonobitches, dance
Get your money, nigga, of both