Luyện nghe bài hát Money

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Kanye told me that Jesus in 04
But I grew up impalas and drug lords
Welcome to los angelos palm and drug stores
All we is rocks and presidents like mount rushmore
Fuck the police they hop out and doors
I ain't goin to jail nigga that's what I flush for
My money or my glock. Who do I trust
I don't know it's the one that I touch more
It's the green cuz paper motivate niggas
And my races cuz it hate niggas
I used to only eighths
Like laker nigga
and now I'm movin fours like I play at the staples center
you might the game so nigga don't blink
my phantom out like frank lucas mink
so go and think
like frank think
somebody'll find your brains on the fuckin kitchen

dead big paper money
skyscrapers my niggas get

my get

like the get
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from the block to the club I it rain

in niggas die
for the
from the south to New them bullets fly for the

don't gettin

it don't matter where you're from if you motherfucker keep getting that

yeahhh I get at baby and slim cash money
all the jewelry on your whole my tax money
and That Escobar crack money
that labron nike contract money
that make it rain on my nigga it stack money
stack it to the then call it shaq money
that walk in the straight to the back money
of love delicious sittin on my lap money
that rap niggas get clap money
air force ones don't bend when I trap
ohhhhh I'm rich like
alpo nightmares whippin that border
like mcdonalds I was flippin them
in that 02 truck
and through borders
I was through flippin quarters when I made my mil
I'm a dollar
fifty cent real

dead presidents big

benjamins my niggas get

my get

like the get
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from the to the club I make it rain

in niggas die
for the
from the south to New York them fly for the

don't gettin

it don't matter you're from if you hustle motherfucker keep getting that

somebody tell to pop open them briefcases
order that patron tell em we three cases
a black card. You see these green faces
look at my
now you've seen
I treat my like the cristal that we wasted
Cuz I'm a machine I can remake it
You a fool thinkin that freddy see jason
I iced out like who the fuck need Jacob?
The doc told me to be patient but I want money like the Dwight
Next he a free agent
I'm tryna make money so I can feed asia
and Asians in the kitchen cookin in Louis V aprons
Word to Martha
If I could a buick
Then I could flip a brinx
I got the to do it
Ball like the nigga parker do it
Speak no but dinero I talk it fluent

dead presidents big

benjamins skyscrapers my get

my get

like the get
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
from the block to the club I it rain

in California die
for the
the south to New York them bullets fly for the

don't gettin

it don't matter where you're if you hustle motherfucker keep getting that

get get get get paper boy
get get get get paper boy
get get get get paper boy
get get get get get get GET!

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