Luyện nghe bài hát Dirtee Cash

Money talks, listen, talks, get money
Dirty cash, I you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa
Money talks, it don't stop, money talks, it stop
cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa
go

Everybody to be famous
Nobody to be nameless, aimless
People act shameless, tryna live like
Want a fat with the acres

So they spend money that ain't made yet
Got a Benz on tick that they paid yet
Spend their in the West End on the weekend
Got no money by the end of the

But they don't care 'cause their is a movie
Louis V, paid for by yours truly
Truthfully, a joke like a bad episode of Hollyoaks
Can't keep up the cover lows

So got bad credit livin' on direct
Livin' in but they still don't get it
'Cause they too busy livin' the high life, the night
Fuckin' the high way, livin' and they all say

Money talks, talks, you got no
Dirty cash, I you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa
Money talks, talks, for real, though
Dirty cash, I want you, cash, I need you, whoa

Let me take you down to London
Where the bad and the weather is shitty
Everybody's on the paper chase, it's one big rat
Everybody's got a screw face, so many two

Checkin' hide, they set their record to ride
I'm on the inside, looking at the
So an accurate reflection citywide
All west and the Southside

Everywhere I go, there's a girl on the
Buns undressed got the like sauna
And it's warmer, a lot of water
a poor, struggling mother to a mourner

Mister politician, can you tell me the
What's the answer, what's the
Is it an illusion, is it a
I see them all go bad because tryna live large
And all say, all say

I've no excuse, I want you to use me
me and abuse me
I got no taboos, I'll make a trade you
Do you want me to

Money talks, talks, listen
Dirty cash, I want you, cash, I need you, whoa
talks, yeah, yeah, money talks, it don't stop
Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you,

Yo, we're living in the days of the credit
Give me the dough, I'm trying to have a
But I can't raps for lunch
It's nothing, enough to share, it ain't
I never dreamed that it be rare

Who cares there to make a change?
Everyone's in the club to make it rain
But not for fun here, for the sake of habit
Fifteen minutes of fame and everywhere's the

Again and again, I see the same
Everybody acting like they're Zenden
But I see rough seas ahead, maybe a
And then the depression, whatever profession

This is my confession, I can't fuck, I'm in the
Livin' for my new record to start like a bungee
With no rope, but I ain't see the bottom
Because is where I came from, I ain't forgotten

talks, money talks, sing it to her
Dirty cash, I you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa
Money talks, yeah, yeah, talks, for real
Dirty cash, I want you, cash, I need you, whoa