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 world go round, as the turns
make the world go round, as the world turns
Nigga I need to main-tainn
aint a gamee
Nigga go and gets the
Gon' get tore out the
T.Vs in the
I'm in ta thanggs I slang weed (snort)
and Herio-anee
50
Thats my
Nigga I bring the
You thought shit stay the
Nigga gon' change
Put a bullet in your
Nigga at close
Run away wit ya rollie, your rings, and your chainn
Aint nuittin mangg
I'm about my money
Bitch get down on that and get my money, I aint playinn
Better what I'm sayin,
What I'm sayin, I aint
I'll be, In front of your crib, layin, wit the mack ta sprayinn
Any nigga in the game, for the fame, gotta be a lamee
Crackers'll put ya in
Box'll you insane
Sun cant all the time, man its gotta rain
whole loose? is ill
You better crack the whip

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

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

(50 Cent)
I
Life in the fast
Man I aint got nuttin ta
Everythin a
you wit me or against me man aint nuttin changee
Nigga, you
Go against the
make you
Walk wit a now nigga now
Who you gon'
When aint the same
Nigga nobody hears namee
You got down wit a
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 bitch
One look was all it
She seen the
She seen T.Vs
And big ol' chriz-omes
A-yo the bitch useta you dough
Useta be your hoe
Now paper comin' slow
She feel she had ta go
Roll wit them rich niggas and ball with ball-az
Politic wit the willies the real shot

(Bun B)
I got one life to
Follow that light that keeps on me
tryin me
Hoes is me
ride me
King a the
So the streets is steady me
Representin sure
The yay keep pride in me

Deciple me
reports the badest you caught
Walk in the top wit fat rocks and had his newport
I cant stay away like Too
I gots ta break a back
Tore em up, get em ready ta
Put em on the master
I the facts the life in the grill
pimpin
If I have ta ya wife then I will
It's me and 50 my nigga
Live in trife, and real
shit on us, thats like pullin out a knife and dont kill
Thats on for (?)
I'm on for wit your pit, in the clit that shit true
I split through, your defences, so relentless, get you, you even

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

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

(Repeat)

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

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

(Fades)