Luyện nghe bài hát Money Talks

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

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

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

Four slugs peace, ain't no bigger thugs me and C
So you got the mighteous touch for all the you sold
Like nope, mad fuck em got nigga, just went gold
I'm like a drug dealer, I 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

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

You 'cause I'm bitter, dumping weapons like litter
After I blast you motherfuckers and the niggas that ya
(Fool)
A come up is a come up, haters please run up
Or get done up at sun up, I never put my gun up
(Nigga)

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

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

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

His money make the wanna lay with him
Lyrical liquid paper spitting stones for cluckers
Finally, on Decatur, jumbos just like a waiter
C, uhh, Murder and Silkk, pay us for our trouble
He that platinum 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, money

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

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