Luyện nghe bài hát Money

Yeah up

Nigga hundeds, hundeds, hundeds
I need money money
Nigga want hundeds, hundeds,
Nigga I money money money
Nigga want hundeds hundeds
Nigga want money money

1]
The biggest fast time is the size crime
Its been the same man since the game mine
I spot four one of these at the same
Looking like Snoop Dogg in eighty-nine
Do I give a fuck, no I never
I just my weed and take a bubble bath
I laugh at niggaz, I aint mad at you niggaz
Cause half of you niggaz cant even with me
I'm on it I'm so fucking city
And every that I roll through I leave my G prints
LBC, now that's what I represent, can ya it (Eastside)
I'm hotter than a batch of fish in a skillet
I wanna say up to all the G's, the killas, and the ballers, and the dealers
See where I'm from you either rate us, us or steal us
And about now all the cap peelers gotta feel us

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2]
Money, money is
the crack to the fiend
It's the king to the
It reigns
It's the to the cream (say what)
It's a po man, no man, its dream
Money, mo money, get
But make sure you know your folks don't get funny
Everybody claiming that they on they luck
While I'm fresh dressed like a bucks
I throw on my black with my all gold chucks
Now lets see one of my trucks we gone use today
To slide away, (where we going) to Snoop World mother U.S.A
Its all a dream, and can come true
If it happen for me, shit it can for you
from the beach, he keep shit cracking
And everything he touch to go platinum

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3]
Ya got to have cash to it these days
And you can at least one of a hundred different ways
You can holler at the homie Meech and get a track
And write you a rap, and try to get you to
Or you stand on the streets and holler and wine
You can throw up insane, crip or one nine
I chose DP cause money money money that's all a nigga see
See to get it, is to have it, interstate, maintain, don't get broke and fail the
You might catch me in Brooklyn man hanging out with my sons and god sons, it's a blood thing
Or you can catch me in Oakland, or I might be on my way back to the coast
Still smoking, with a pound of that
Waiting for me at the crib with my dogs my and my two kids, getting money

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For all the niggaz out getting their money
Money is the of all evil huh
You what
I mean, we already in hell
So fuck, get money man
I look at like this:
The mother fuckers that got money, they doing bad
and they give a fuck and they rob they steal they kill
And the mother fuckers got money, they depressed
you they can't enjoy it
So I mean, whats pleasure
you wanna with it our without it, shit I'm bout it
I got to it, you feel me

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