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)
make the world go round, as the world turns
Money make the world go round, as the turns
Nigga I money to main-tainn
Hustalin aint a
Nigga go and gets the
Gon' get out the framee
T.Vs in the
I'm in ta nice thanggs I slang (snort)
Coc-ainee and
50
my namee
Nigga I bring the
You thought shit the samee
Nigga gon' change
Put a bullet in brainn
at close range
Run away wit ya rollie, your rings, and your motherfuckin
nuittin funny mangg
I'm about my money
Bitch get on that track and get my money, I aint playinn
Better understan I'm sayin,
What I'm sayin, I aint
be, In front of your crib, layin, wit the mack ta start sprayinn
Any nigga thats in the game, for the fame, gotta be a
put ya in chains
Box'll drive you
Sun cant all the time, man its gotta rain
That loose? is ill
You better the whip mang

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

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

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

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

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

Got you strippin and hoe-in
You dont wanna let the pro in the
what we showin

A pimp aint 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 playa a playa if his ass dead broke (broke)

(Repeat)

(50 Cent)
Is bitch your 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 serve and be fine
Bitch!

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

(Fades)