Luyện nghe bài hát Money Talks

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

I use to flip birds, now I just flip words when come to get me
It's because some that they heard
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

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

Type of nigga to go up in traffic and start the glock
Rap's down, C huh, pass me the rocks
I be playing it serious, I'm actually looked after he shot
It's no love, for y'all 16

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well, I'm whompter, Fiendy
Want fetachini cabbage to the collard
clean, he see me rockin' 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 over-looked a penny
Money talks, my whomps, whomps, the ATM, don't with him

His money make the dikes lay with him
Lyrical paper spitting stones for cluckers wages
Finally, on Decatur, serving just like a waiter
C, uhh, and Silkk, they pay us for our trouble
He maded that go double 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 most
Sometimes I don't no what to do with riches
This paper, is just like my
All day, fulfilling my wishes, did ya me?

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