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, joint is strictly for heavyweight's
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 heavy weighter, himself Drake
First mistake, Jesus was fake
But wait, he got in his cake, I ain't fuckin' with him

Number one rule, always keep your cool, even though you a fool
And you see right through the nigga, how he
If he holdin' less six
He gonna get the seven or visit, numbers in my Wizard?

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

No dough, no show, dodo, a no-no
some famous words from the late Frank White
I blink right, if bank tight
Duke me to work for him, even 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 bills to pay, and it ain't my
If money talk and walk, round one

I'm in love ta mon, nearly twice my age
I to give 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, 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 starts at 8:00, let's hit the venue
his man and some bitch named Kendall
Tried to style on 'em, shoes with the on 'em

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

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

And I didn't wanna be in the first place
But uh, It's vendetta 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, to cover up a lie
And the lie me full of empathy
So I shit on this nigga, he gon' still pamper me
I see, this ain't about nuttin', 'cause he keep frontin'
He must be up to somethin', round 'em up, I come, uh

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

As the evening winds down, I'm sure
that my got rounds, plane ticket back to town, now
I picked the place, Umberto's of it's
where they 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
come the waiter with the phone in the tray, anyways

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

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

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

You late, tape and cable rope
Once I wrap it round his throat 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 money man, money talks)