Luyện nghe bài hát As The World Turns

(50 Cent)
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Money make a pimp, pimp hoes, sell dope, thugs gun smoke
What(echo)
Money make the world go round, as the world
Money make the world go round, as the turns
I need money to main-tainn
Hustalin aint a
Nigga go and gets the
Gon' get tore out the
T.Vs in the
I'm in ta nice I slang weed (snort)
Coc-ainee and
50
Thats my
Nigga I bring the
You thought shit the samee
Nigga shit gon'
Put a bullet in your
Nigga at range
Run wit ya rollie, your rings, and your motherfuckin chainn
Aint nuittin mangg
I'm my money mangg
Bitch get on that track and get my money, I aint playinn
Better understan I'm sayin,
I'm sayin, I aint playin
I'll be, In front of crib, layin, wit the mack ta start sprayinn
Any nigga thats in the game, for the fame, gotta be a
Crackers'll put ya in
Box'll you insane
Sun shine all the time, man its gotta rain
That whole is ill
You better crack the mang

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

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

(50 Cent)
I
in the fast lane
Man I aint got nuttin ta
a game
Either you wit me or against me man aint changee
Nigga, you
Go against the
I'll you
wit a cane now nigga now
Who you gon'
When shit aint the
nobody hears your namee
You got down wit a
O blood
Ya'll do your thang
You got 2
Fuck it, go out wit a
niggas wanna hangg
Wit niggas fitlthy rich
They aint even got ta
To take your
One was all it took
She the benz-o
She them T.Vs
And them big ol'
A-yo the useta bring you dough
Useta be bottom hoe
Now paper comin' slow
She like she had ta go
Roll wit them niggas and ball with them ball-az
Politic wit the the real shot call-az

(Bun B)
I got one life to
that light that keeps on guidin me
Hate-az me
is a-bidein me
Media me
King a the
So the streets is hide-in me
Representin taste-az
The yay takin pride in me

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

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

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

(Repeat)

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

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

(Fades)