Luyện nghe bài hát Mo Money, Mo Problems

Now, hot who not
Tell me who rock who out in the stores
You tell me who who copped the blue drop
Who jewels got who's mostly Goldie down

To the tube sock, the ol' pimp
Mase, you know nuttin' change but my limp
Can't stop till I see my on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales all the love

You don't believe in Harlem World double up
We don't around it's a bet lay it down
Nigga didn't know me bet they know me now
I'm the young Harlem with the Goldie sound

no PHD niggaz hold me down, Cooter
Schooled me to the game, now I know my
Stay stay low blow like Hootie
True niggaz spend no dough on the booty
And then ya yell there go there go your cutie

I don't know what, they from me
like the more money we come across
The more we see

I don't what, they want from me
It's like the more money we come
The problems we see

yeah, ah ha, from the C to the A to the D D Y
Know you'd rather see me die to see me fly
I all the shots rip all the spots, rock all the rocks
Cop all the drops, I know you now's

When all the ballin' stops, never
Home got a chrome one and a
Ten from now we'll still be on top
Yo, I thought I told you that we stop

Now whatcha do when it's cool
Bag a money much longer than
And a team much than yours, violate me
This'll be your day, we play
Mess be D.O.A., be on your way

it ain't enough time here, ain't enough lime here
For you to shine here, deal with many women but treat fair
And I'm bigger than the lights down in Times Square
Yeah, yeah

I don't know what, they want me
It's like the money we come across
The problems we see

I don't know what, they want me
It's like the more we come across
The problems we see

Uh, uh, B.I.G., P O P P A
No info, for the, DEA
Federal agents mad cause I'm
Tap my cell, and the phone in the

My supreme, stay clean
Triple beam lyrical dream, I be
Cat you see at all bent
in holsters girls on shoulders

Playboy, I told ya, bein' to me
too much, I lose, too much
Step on stage the boo too much
I guess it's cause you run with lame too much

Me lose my touch, never
If I did, ain't no to get the gat
Where the players at?
Throw roadies in the sky

Wave 'em side to side and keep their hands
I give your girl the eye, player please
Lyrically, see, B.I.G.
be flossin' jig on the of Fortune

Five oh, get the phone number
name, I got to know, I got to go
Got the flow down phizat, platinum
Like thizat, on trizack, leave your ass kizzack

I don't know what, want from me
It's like the more money we come
The problems we see

I don't know what, they from me
It's like the more we come across
The problems we see

What's on? What's goin' on?
I don't know what, they want me
It's like the more money we across
The more we see

What's goin' on? What's on?
I don't know what, want from me
like the more money we come across
The more we see

What's goin' on? goin' on?
I know what, they want from me
It's like the money we come across
The more we see