Luyện nghe bài hát Money Talks

Money and uhh, cash rules
I 'bout to get so us act a fool, now
huh, what huh, what huh, what, yo, yo, yo, yo

I use to flip birds, now I just flip words when come to get me
because some shit that they heard
Like I'm out to get dough, I'm out to get mo'
Hacking 6 to the 4 like 6 double 0 like four, or either two doors

Money no like C to the E O, oh I forgot like Ju don't
Like I'm out to get cream, like Fiend I just don't fuck
Just bust around niggas get the fuck out of town
I the house, so I got the house

I the car, so I got me the car
Don't start, 'cause no heart is what got me far
I the type of nigga that give a fuck
Just up and laughed at the cop

Type of nigga to go up in and start blastin' the glock
still down, C huh, pass me the rocks
I don't be playing it serious, I'm looked after he shot
It's no love, for 16 bullets

slugs peace, ain't no bigger thugs than me and C
So you got the mighteous touch for all the you sold
Like nope, mad fuck em got touch nigga, just went
I'm a drug dealer, I hold nothing less than a quarter

is my last, last year, I was just testing the water
Five to the 0 4 nigga, yo my hood
Any fool gotta make this much, I just that

talk and uhh, cash rules
I bout to get so us act a fool, now
Get money, make money, get
Get money, make money, get money, make

Money, money make the world like tops
And two for the motherfuckers we suing my rocks
like the movies, niggas using uzi's wishing for peace
But instead they bullets and the niggas that pull it

You reconsidered 'cause I'm bitter, dumping weapons like
After I blast you motherfuckers and the niggas with ya
(Fool)
A up is a come up, haters please don't run up
Or get up at sun up, 'cause I never put my gun up
(Nigga)

rules, it's like possessing my mind
I do a and did the time, still hustling for mind
A gotta floss, and I gotta be the boss
Fake niggas getting tossed, money talks

Well, I'm whompter, Fiendy
Want fetachini cabbage to the greeny
Shocker clean, he see me rockin' up my dream as
Wanna cream me, so I had to join his teamy

Seventeen, meet the 3rd Ward Bossalinie
No such terms as let me we all got plenty
'em skinny, 'cause I never over-looked a penny
Money talks, my whomps, whomps, the ATM, don't play him

His money the dikes wanna lay with him
Lyrical liquid paper spitting stones for wages
Finally, on Decatur, serving jumbos like a waiter
C, uhh, Murder and Silkk, they pay us for our
He maded platinum go double that's why money talks

Money and uhh, cash rules
I bout to get so us act a fool, now
Get money, money, get money
Get money, make money, get money, make

Aiyyo, talks like most bitches
Sometimes I don't no to do with these riches
This paper, is just my misses
All day, fulfilling my wishes, did ya me?

We look for money, money never for us
C-Murder, of the rap industry
Fiend, Mr. Whomp Whomp, excited prices, deep yacht
Silkk Tha Shocker, Vito, Da 504
Take those No Limit soldiers, till the world up by [unverified]
Ya me?