Luyện nghe bài hát As The World Turns

(50 Cent)
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Money make a pimp, pimp hoes, hustlas 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 money to main-tainn
Hustalin aint a
Nigga go and the grainn
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 the painn
You shit stay the samee
Nigga gon' change
Put a bullet in your
Nigga at close
Run wit ya rollie, your rings, and your motherfuckin chainn
nuittin funny mangg
I'm about my mangg
Bitch get down on that track and get my money, I playinn
Better understan I'm sayin,
I'm sayin, I aint playin
I'll be, In front of your crib, layin, wit the ta start sprayinn
Any nigga thats in the game, for the fame, gotta be a
Crackers'll put ya in
Box'll drive you
Sun cant shine all the time, man its rain
That loose? is ill
You better the whip mang

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

A pimp aint a 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 playa if his ass dead (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 nuttin
Nigga, you
Go against the
make you
Walk wit a now nigga now
Who you blamee
When aint the same
nobody hears your namee
You got wit a gangg
O thirty-one
Ya'll niggas do thang
You got 2
it, go out wit a bangg
Ya'll wanna hangg
Wit niggas that fitlthy
aint even got ta talk
To take bitch
One look was all it
She the benz-o
She them T.Vs
And them big ol'
the bitch useta bring you dough
Useta be your hoe
Now paper comin' slow
She like she had ta go
Roll wit them rich niggas and ball them ball-az
wit the willies the real shot call-az

(Bun B)
I got one life to
Follow light that keeps on guidin me
Hate-az 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 and had his newport
I cant stay away Too $hort
I ta break a bastards 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 mack ya wife then I
me and 50 Cent my nigga
Live in trife, and real
Talkin shit on us, thats like out a knife and dont kill
Thats on for (?)
I'm on for million wit your pit, in the clit that shit
I split through, your defences, so relentless, get you, you even

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

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

(Repeat)

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

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

(Fades)