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 the world go round, as the world turns
Money the world go round, as the world turns
I need money to main-tainn
Hustalin a gamee
Nigga go and the grainn
Gon' get tore out the
T.Vs in the
I'm in ta thanggs I slang weed (snort)
Coc-ainee and
50
my namee
Nigga I bring the
You thought shit stay the
Nigga shit change
Put a in your brainn
Nigga at close
Run away wit ya rollie, your rings, and your chainn
Aint nuittin mangg
I'm my money mangg
Bitch get down on track and get my money, I aint playinn
Better understan I'm sayin,
What I'm sayin, I aint
I'll be, In front of 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
whole loose? is ill
You better crack the whip

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

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

(50 Cent)
I
in the fast lane
Man I got nuttin ta lose
Everythin a
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
Nigga hears your namee
You got wit a gangg
O blood
Ya'll niggas do your
You got 2
Fuck it, go out wit a
Ya'll niggas hangg
Wit niggas fitlthy rich
They aint even got ta
To take bitch
One was all it took
She seen the
She them T.Vs
And them big ol'
A-yo the useta bring you dough
Useta be bottom hoe
Now your paper slow
She like she had ta go
Roll wit them rich niggas and ball them ball-az
Politic wit the the real shot call-az

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

Deciple me
reports 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
em up, get em ready ta port
Put em on the master
I blast the the life in the grill
pimpin
If I have ta mack ya wife then I
It's me and 50 Cent my
Live in trife, and real
Talkin shit on us, thats like pullin out a knife and 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 even
You dont let the pro in the door
This we showin

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

(Repeat)

(50 Cent)
Is your 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 and everything'll be fine
Bitch!

(50 talking 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 what a hoe supposed to look
Look at you here
Huh
How you gunna catch some dates like that hoe?
Bitch get off the sidewalk and the street
Bitch the sidewalk is for bitch!

(Fades)