Luyện nghe bài hát Money Talks

Money and uhh, cash rules
I to get dollars so us act a fool, now
What huh, what huh, 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 they heard
Like I'm out to get dough, I'm out to get mo'
Hacking like 6 to the 4 like 6 double 0 four, or either two doors

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

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 don't give a fuck
Just walked up and at the cop

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

Four slugs peace, ain't no thugs than me and C
So you got the touch for all the records you sold
Like nope, mad fuck em got nigga, just went gold
I'm like a 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 that's my
Any fool gotta make this much, I just that

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, money

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

You reconsidered 'cause I'm bitter, weapons like litter
I blast you motherfuckers and the niggas that with ya
(Fool)
A come up is a come up, please don't run up
Or get done up at sun up, 'cause I put my gun up
(Nigga)

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

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

Seventeen, meet the 3rd Ward Bossalinie
No such terms as let me we all got plenty
Walking 'em skinny, 'cause I never a penny
Money talks, my whomps, whomps, the ATM, play with him

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

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

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

We look for money, money look for us
C-Murder, Bossalinie of the rap
Fiend, Mr. Whomp, excited prices, deep yacht Jones
Tha Shocker, Vito, Da 504 Boyz
Take No Limit soldiers, till the world blow up by [unverified]
Ya me?