Luyện nghe bài hát Queens Get The Money

Ayo, queens get the money, still screaming, paper chasing
But presidential candidates is wars
other nations over stake with masons
Pregnant teens give to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless

Play this by ya stomach, let my massage it and rub it
Ill be his daddy if theres nobody to love it
him his name Nasir, tell him how he got here
Momma was having fun with someone above her years

Niggas is still hatin, talking
Nas done fell off with rhyming, he rather floss with
They pray, God, let him spit that Uzi and the army linin
That shorty rollin oo-whops in the park reclinin

Take 27 MCs, put 'em in a line and out of alignment
My assignments he said retirement
Hiding 8 Mile and The Chronic
Gets but dies rhymin, this is hot science

Now, add 23 from Queens to B'more
I'm they heads like a bulimic on a see-saw
Now, thats 50 porch monkeys ate up at the time
Nasty NASDAQ, gonna bow homes, this is Dow Jones

80 cal. chrome, time alone to zone
The mack left his and his nine at home
My queen used her milkshake to bring y'all to my
I do this for the group kids and boarding houses

This that nigga thats on the album
For them niggas inside the linin, 40 houses
Bring Arsenio, hip hop was aborted
So Nas breathes life back into the

Let us man in our image, spit it
I'm Huey P. and Louie V. at the
Throwing Molotovs for Emmitt, you as hot as I is
All of false prophets is not messiahs

You know how high the sky is
The square mileage of Earth for Pi is
Im the shaky hand that George Foreman in Zaire
The same hand that punched down devils brought down the Towers