Luyện nghe bài hát As The World Turns

(50 Cent)
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Money make a pimp, pimp hoes, hustlas sell dope, gun smoke
What(echo)
Money make the world go round, as the turns
Money make the world go round, as the world
Nigga I need money to
aint a gamee
Nigga go and the grainn
Gon' get tore out the
T.Vs in the
I'm in ta nice I slang weed (snort)
Coc-ainee and
50
Thats my
I bring the painn
You thought shit stay the
Nigga gon' change
Put a bullet in your
at close range
Run away wit ya rollie, your rings, and your motherfuckin
nuittin funny mangg
I'm about my money
Bitch get down on track and get my money, I aint playinn
Better understan I'm sayin,
What I'm sayin, I playin
I'll be, In of your crib, layin, wit the mack ta start sprayinn
Any nigga in the game, for the fame, gotta be a lamee
Crackers'll put ya in
drive you insane
Sun shine all the time, man its gotta rain
That loose? is ill
You crack the whip mang

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

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 dont (smoke)
A playa aint a playa if his ass dead (broke)

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

(Bun B)
I got one to live
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 sure
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 cant stay away Too $hort
I ta break a bastards back
Tore em up, get em ready ta
Put em on the track
I blast the facts the life in the
pimpin
If I ta mack ya wife then I will
me and 50 Cent my nigga
Live in trife, and real
Talkin shit on us, thats like pullin out a and dont kill
Thats on for (?)
I'm on for million wit pit, in the clit that shit true
I split through, defences, so relentless, get you, without you even

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

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

(Repeat)

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

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

(Fades)