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 the world go round, as the world turns
make the world go round, as the world turns
Nigga I need money to
Hustalin aint a
Nigga go and the grainn
Gon' get out the framee
T.Vs in the
I'm in ta thanggs I slang weed (snort)
Coc-ainee and
50
my namee
Nigga I the painn
You thought shit stay the
Nigga shit change
Put a bullet in your
Nigga at range
Run away wit ya rollie, your rings, and your motherfuckin
Aint funny mangg
I'm my money mangg
Bitch get down on track and get my money, I aint playinn
understan what I'm sayin,
What I'm sayin, I playin
I'll be, In front of your crib, layin, wit the mack ta start
Any nigga thats in the game, for the fame, be a lamee
Crackers'll put ya in
Box'll you insane
Sun shine all the time, man its gotta rain
That whole is ill
You crack the whip mang

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

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

(50 Cent)
I
Life in the lane
Man I aint got nuttin ta
Everythin a
Either you wit me or against me man aint nuttin
Nigga, you
Go against the
make you
Walk wit a now nigga now
Who you gon'
shit aint the same
Nigga nobody hears namee
You got wit a gangg
O thirty-one
Ya'll niggas do your
You got 2
Fuck it, go out wit a
Ya'll niggas wanna
Wit niggas that fitlthy
They aint even got ta
To take your
One look was all it
She the benz-o
She them T.Vs
And them big ol'
A-yo the bitch useta you dough
Useta be bottom hoe
Now your paper comin'
She feel she had ta go
Roll wit them rich and ball with them ball-az
Politic wit the willies the real call-az

(Bun B)
I got one to live
Follow that light that keeps on me
tryin me
Hoes is me
ride me
King a the
So the streets is hide-in me
Representin taste-az
The yay keep takin in me

Deciple me
Status the badest you caught
Walk in the black top wit fat and had his newport
I stay away like Too $hort
I gots ta break a back
Tore em up, get em ta port
Put em on the track
I blast the facts the life in the
pimpin
If I have ta ya wife then I will
me and 50 Cent my nigga
Live in trife, and thats
Talkin shit on us, thats like pullin out a knife and kill
Thats on for (?)
I'm on for million wit pit, in the clit that shit true
I split through, your defences, so relentless, get you, you even

Got you and even hoe-in
You wanna let the pro in the door
what we showin

A pimp aint a pimp with no motherfuckin (hoes)
A hustla aint a hustla no motherfuckin dough (dough)
A thug a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke)
A playa aint a playa if his ass 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 I get mines
Except the and everything'll 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 aint figured out a hoe supposed to look like
Look at you here
Huh
How you catch some dates lookin like that hoe?
Bitch get off the and into the street
Bitch the is for pimpin bitch!

(Fades)