Luyện nghe bài hát Money

[The
Kanye told me "Jesus Walks" in '04
But I grew up around Impala's and lords
Welcome to Los Angeles, palm trees and drug
All we know is rocks and presidents like Mount
the police, they hop out and bust doors
I ain't goin' to jail, nigga that's what I flush for
My or my glock, who do I trust more?
I don't know, it's probably the one that I more
Guess it's the green, 'cause paper motivate
And my Rolex racist 'cause it niggaz
I used to only sell 8's like Laker nigga
Now I'm 24's like I play at the Staples Center
You might miss The Game so nigga don't
My Phantom stand out Frank Lucas' mink
So go ahead and think, like Lucas think
Somebody'll find your brains on the fuckin' sink about

Dead presidents, big ("for the money")
Benjamins, skyscrapers, my get ("money")
My bitches get ("money") the strippers get
From the block to the club make it rain ("money")
In California die ("for the money")
From the South to New York, them fly for the ("money")
Don't gettin' ("money") It don't matter where you from
If you hustle motherfucker keep that ("money")

Game]
I get it, Baby and Slim, Cash Money
All the jewelry on whole crew, that's my tax money
That Pablo crack money
LeBron first Nike contract money
That make it rain, all my throw a stack money
it to the ceilin' then call it Shaq money
That walk in the club, straight to the back
Flavor of Love, Deelishis on my lap money
That rap money, niggaz get clapped
Air Force don't bend when I trap money
Ooooh, I'm Rich Porter
Havin' Alpo nightmares that water
Like McDonald's, I was flippin' orders
In that '02 truck, whizzin' through borders
I was through flippin' quarters when I made my mill'
I'm about a dollar, 50 Cent real?

Dead presidents, big ("for the money")
Benjamins, skyscrapers, my get ("money")
My bitches get ("money") the strippers get
From the block to the I'll make it rain ("money")
In niggaz die ("for the money")
From the South to New York, bullets fly for the ("money")
stop gettin' ("money") It don't matter where you from
If you hustle motherfucker keep gettin' ("money")

[The
Somebody tell to pop open them briefcases
Order that Patron, tell 'em we want three
Fuck a black car, you see these green
Look at my chest, now you fakers
Treat my money like the that we wastin'
I'm a money machine, I could re-make it
You a fool that Freddy could see Jason
I've iced out, like who the fuck need Jacob
The doc told me to be patient, but I
money like Dwight Howard, next time he a agent
I'm tryin' to enough money so I could feed Asia
Have Asians in the cookin' in Louis V. aprons
Word to Stewart, if I could park a Buick
Then I flip a Brink's truck, I got the heart to do it
Ball like the nigga Tony do it
Speak no engles but dinero I talk it

Dead presidents, big ("for the money")
Benjamins, skyscrapers, my get ("money")
My bitches get ("money") like the get
the block to the club I'll make it rain ("money")
In California die ("for the money")
From the South to New York, them fly for the ("money")
Don't stop gettin' ("money") It don't where you from
If you motherfucker keep gettin' that ("money")