Luyện nghe bài hát As The World Turns

(50 Cent)
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Money make a pimp, hoes, hustlas sell dope, thugs gun smoke
What(echo)
Money make the go round, as the world turns
Money make the world go round, as the world
Nigga I need to main-tainn
Hustalin a gamee
Nigga go and gets the
Gon' get tore out the
T.Vs in the
I'm in ta nice thanggs I weed (snort)
Coc-ainee and
50
my namee
Nigga I bring the
You thought shit the samee
Nigga shit change
Put a bullet in brainn
Nigga at close
Run away wit ya rollie, your rings, and your chainn
nuittin funny mangg
I'm my money mangg
Bitch get down on that track and get my money, I aint
Better what I'm sayin,
What I'm sayin, I playin
be, In front of your crib, layin, wit the mack ta start sprayinn
Any thats in the game, for the fame, gotta be a lamee
put ya in chains
Box'll drive you
Sun cant shine all the time, man its rain
That whole is ill
You crack the whip mang

(Chorus - 50 Cent)
A pimp aint a with no hoes (hoes)
A hustla aint a with no motherfuckin dough (dough)
A thug a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke)
A aint a playa if his ass dead broke (broke)

A pimp aint a pimp no motherfuckin hoes (hoes)
A aint a hustla with no motherfuckin dough (dough)
A aint a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke)
A aint a playa if his ass dead broke (broke)

(50 Cent)
I
Life in the fast
Man I aint got nuttin ta
Everythin a
Either you wit me or against me man nuttin changee
Nigga, you
Go against the
I'll you
Walk wit a cane now now
Who you gon'
shit aint the same
Nigga nobody your namee
You got wit a gangg
O blood
Ya'll niggas do thang
You got 2
it, go out wit a bangg
Ya'll wanna hangg
Wit niggas fitlthy rich
They even got ta talk
To take your
One look was all it
She seen the
She them T.Vs
And big ol' chriz-omes
A-yo the bitch useta bring you
Useta be your hoe
Now paper comin' slow
She feel she had ta go
Roll wit them rich and ball with them ball-az
wit the willies the real shot call-az

(Bun B)
I got one life to
Follow that that keeps on guidin me
tryin me
Hoes is me
Media me
King a the
So the is steady hide-in me
sure taste-az
The yay keep pride in me

Deciple me
Status reports the you caught
Walk in the black top wit fat rocks and had his
I cant stay like Too $hort
I gots ta break a bastards
em up, get em ready ta port
Put em on the track
I blast the facts the in the grill
Gorilla
If I ta mack ya wife then I will
It's me and 50 my nigga
Live in trife, and thats
Talkin on us, thats like pullin out a knife and dont kill
on for treal (?)
I'm on for million wit your pit, in the clit that shit
I split through, defences, so relentless, get you, without you even

Got you strippin and even
You dont let the pro in the door
This what we

A pimp aint a pimp no motherfuckin hoes (hoes)
A hustla aint a with no motherfuckin dough (dough)
A thug aint a thug if his gun smoke (smoke)
A playa aint a if his ass dead broke (broke)

(Repeat)

(50 Cent)
Is your bitch bitch or is your bitch mines?
Is your bitch your all the time?
You done got your paper, now its time I get
Except the serve and be fine
Bitch!

(50 talking over beat)
Runnin from pimpin...bitch you to run TO some pimpin
Wit them ass payless shoes you got on hoe
You still aint out what a hoe supposed to look like
Look at you motherfucka
Huh
How you gunna catch some dates lookin like that
Bitch get off the and into the street
Bitch the sidewalk is for bitch!

(Fades)