Luyện nghe bài hát Money Talks

Money talk and uhh, 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 flip words when cops come to get me
It's because some shit that heard
Like I'm out to get dough, I'm out to get mo'
Hacking like 6 to the 4 like 6 0 like four, or either two doors

Money no like C to the E O, oh I forgot Ju don't know
I'm out to get cream, like Fiend I just don't fuck around
Just around till 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, no heart is what got me this far
I the type of nigga that don't give a
Just walked up and at the cop

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

Four slugs peace, no bigger thugs than me and C
So you got the touch for all the records you sold
Like nope, mad fuck em got touch nigga, went gold
I'm a drug dealer, I hold nothing less than a quarter

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

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

Money, money the world spin like tops
And two glocks for the motherfuckers we suing my
It's like the movies, niggas using uzi's for peace
But instead they ducking and the niggas that pull it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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