Luyện nghe bài hát Money Talks

Just Tim-baland, and Kim
(Na, na na, na)
Just Tim-baland, and Kim
(Uh, uh, uh, what)
Tim-baland, and Lil' Kim
(Na, na na, na)
Just Tim-baland, and Kim
(Uh, uh, uh, what)

Yo, yo yo yo, this joint is strictly for
Not them haters, knahmsayin?
in the Commission
You ask for to hit em, uh

My man Blake me to the Erie Lake
Introduced me to this weighter, called himself Drake
First mistake, Jesus piece was
But wait, he got in his cake, I ain't fuckin' with him

Number one rule, always keep cool, even though you ain't a fool
And you see right the nigga, how he figure?
If he holdin' less six
He get the seven digits or visit, numbers in my Wizard?

ain't even worth the space
Glass shoes and igloos put him dead in his
Blake, can't tell this cat is a snake?
I got 20/20 vision, funny money
(Uh, uh, uh)

No dough, no show, dodo, that's a
Just some famous words from the late Frank
I right, if your bank tight
Duke wanted me to for him, even flirt for him

Wear a short for him, he don't know
end up hurtin' him at the end of the day
Shit, I got bills to pay, and it ain't my
If money talk and walk, round one

I'm in love wit' ta mon, nearly my age
I to give it up anyway, because it more pay
More time, more money, have it way

I'm in wit' ta mon, nearly twice my age
I want to it up anyway, because it more pay
time, more money, have it your way

Know de and the lovin' is my style
Me a forget it

Mm, uh, uh, uh, uh
The play starts at 8:00, let's hit the
his man and some bitch named Kendall
Tried to style on 'em, shoes the crocodile on 'em

But the still was corny, he bore me
His was more sorta like soccer
Me, I do operas with the Mali and the
Out in Cali gettin' proper and I, betcha

My whole committee stay shitty ask Smitty the Desert E's
One glance at the Benz-y make ya
Please, I got a mil on these, whatchu
I hate this in the worst way

And I didn't wanna be here in the first
But uh, It's just for my man
Do anything for the fam, I'ma go with the plan
Tryin' hard not to him off

And I know he soft, when I cough, to cover up a lie
And the lie keep me full of
So when I shit on this nigga, he gon' pamper me
I see, nigga ain't about nuttin', 'cause he keep frontin'
He must be up to somethin', 'em up, here I come, uh

I'm in love wit' ta mon, twice my age
I to give it up anyway, because it more pay
More time, money, have it your way

As the evening down, I'm making sure
that my Milli got rounds, plane ticket to town, now
I picked the place, of course it's
Italian where they confiscate, in they office

Metamorphism anywhere, any year, who
They the mob and they don't and I swear
While I'm contemplatin' thinkin later
come the waiter with the phone in the tray, anyways

"Is a Queen in the house?"
How he say this out his mouth?
I'm the black chick with diamonds this thick
it's my nigga Blake C.
'Cause these cat's like to fool you

it, let me school you
Remember when I said those robbed Leo
Rolled on him, him up in the black Geo
They was creole, to be a tight trio
Till one fled with the dough, his name?
(Rio)

I was a girlie lover, smooth
Played they hoes in tight clothes like was no other
like the Jungle Brothers, till they caught me for my gems
All I'm is what he did to me, do it to him, is you straight?

You late, duct and cable rope
Once I wrap it his throat it's all she wrote, uh
(Oh oh)

Na, na, na, na,
(Oh, oh)
Whookie, whookie,
(Oh, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh)
Na, na, na, na
(Oh, oh)
Wha
(Oh, oh, oh)
Na, na, na, na
(Oh, oh)

(Oh, oh, oh)
Na, na, na, na, wha
(Bullshit walks, talks)
(Oh, oh, oh)
Na, na, na, na, wha
(Bullshit walks, talks)

(Oh, oh, oh)
Wha uh, na, na, na, na
(Uh, gotta get that money man, talks)
(Oh, oh, oh)
Na, na, na, na, wha
(Bullshit walks, talks)

(Oh, oh, oh)
Na, na, na, na, wha
(Bullshit walks, talks)
(Oh, oh, oh)
Wha uh, na, na, na, na
(Uh, gotta get that money man, talks)