Luyện nghe bài hát Money Talks

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

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

My man flew me to the Erie Lake
Introduced me to this heavy weighter, himself Drake
First mistake, Jesus was fake
But wait, he got singles in his cake, I ain't with him

Number one rule, always keep your cool, even though you ain't a
And you see through 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 put him dead in his place
Damn Blake, can't tell cat is a snake?
I got vision, funny money vision
(Uh, uh, uh)

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

Wear a short skirt for him, he know
I'ma end up him at the end of the day
Shit, I got to pay, and it ain't my fault
If money and bullshit walk, round one

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

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

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

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

But the nigga was corny, he bore me
His preference was more like soccer
Me, I do operas with the and the vodka
Out in Cali gettin' proper and I, fifty

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, talkin'?
I hate this in the worst way

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

And I know he soft, when I cough, it's to up a lie
And the lie me full of empathy
So when I shit on this nigga, he still pamper me
I see, nigga ain't about nuttin', 'cause he keep frontin'
He be up to somethin', round '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, more money, have it way

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

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

"Is there a in the house?"
How could he say this out his
I'm the only black chick with diamonds this
Hopin' my nigga Blake C.
'Cause sometimes these cat's like to you

Check it, let me you
Remember when I said those niggaz Leo
Rolled on him, him up in the black Geo
They was creole, used to be a trio
Till one with the dough, what's his name?
(Rio)

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

You late, duct tape and cable
Once I it round 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, get that money man, money 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 man, money talks)