Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Money

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

Yeah, yeah, the remix, y'all
a muh'fucker, yeah
Wassup my nigga? An' hot up in that boy, ain't it man?
Yo, Jay, Kel, ta set it off for y'all, yeah, c'mon

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

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

Hundred bombs in my pockets, put your up
I hear some niggaz lookin' at me for the up
Try to creep, creep, I a gun up
I put a in the first nigga that run up

The be Jay, R an' T
Spit it cold 'cause the music is a of me
Can't nobody spit it as me
Got an academy of comin' after me

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

Pull up on the block in the gray Bentley
Full of sport modes, you never could with me
to get in early, I paid a extra 50
Getting' that money, my

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

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

Rollin' this cheer, put the niggaz in
Makin' bitches shed tears, take a at my career
Now the shit's swell I get up to 70 in the Coupe
Peep the wing when I hope out the tail, 'em Kel

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

Pull up to the club, in the back
Some smokin' on weed, some sippin'
the club, whole crew to the back
Super the stars it sharp as a tack

have my forty-five inch in it
In the house, from the gate, minutes
Game over an' I'm not finished
I play like V play tennis

Livin' like a Richie Rich nigga
Got a butler for my Maybach,
White linen, smokin'
like bullets, tongue like a trigger

Feelin' on booty
to get one of these nice ladies
To up to my room an' do me
her man like, Who's he?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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