Luyện nghe bài hát Mo Money Mo Problems

Now, who's hot, who
Tell me who rock, who out in the stores?
You tell me who flopped, who copped the blue
jewels got rocks?
Who's mostly Dolce down to the sock?
The old pimp, Mase
You know nothing change but my limp
Can't till I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales, call it up
You believe in Harlem World, nigga, double up
We play around, it's a bet, lay it down
Niggas didn't know me '91, bet they me now
I'm the young nigga with the Goldie sound
no Ph.D. niggas hold me down
Cudda schooled me to the game, now I my duty
Stay humble, stay low, blow Hootie
True pimp spend no dough on the booty
And then you yell, "there go Mase!" there go cutie

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

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

I'm the D to the A to the
Know rather see me die than to see me fly
I call all the
Rip all the spots, all the rocks, cop all the drops
I know you now when all the balling stops
never home, gotta call me on the yacht
10 years now we'll still be on top
Yo, I thought I you that we won't stop
Now what you do with a crew that got money much longer than yours,
And a team much stronger than
Violate me, be your day, we don't play
Mess around, be D.O.A. be on way
'Cause it enough time here
Ain't enough lime here for you to shine
Deal with women but treat dimes fair
And I'm bigger than the city lights down in Times

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

I know what they want from me
It's like the money we come across
The problems we see

P-O-P-P-A, no info for the DEA
Federal mad 'cause I'm flagrant
Tap my cell and the in the basement
My team supreme, stay
Triple beam lyrical dream, I be
Cat you see at all bent
Gats in holsters, girls on
Playboy, I told ya, mics to me
Bruise too much, I too much
Step on stage, the girls boo too
I guess it's 'cause you run with lame too much
Me my touch? Never that!
If I did, no problem to get the gat
Where the true at? Throw your Rollies in the sky
Wave 'em to side and keep your hands high
While I give girl the eye, player please
Lyrically, see B.I.G be flossing
Jig on the cover of Fortune, 5 O
Here's my phone number, your man ain't got to
I got the dough, got the flow down
Platinum plus like
Dangerous on trizacks leave your ass

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

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

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

What's goin' on? What's on? (Somebody tell me) What's goin' on?

I know what they want from me
It's like the more we come across
The more we see

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

I know what they want from me
It's like the more money we come
The problems we see

I don't know what want from me
It's like the more we come across