Luyện nghe bài hát Dirtee Cash

Money talks, listen, money talks, get
Dirty cash, I you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa
talks, it don't stop, money talks, it don't stop
Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you,
go

Everybody wants to be
Nobody wants to be nameless,
People act shameless, tryna live entertainers
Want a fat crib with the

So they money that they ain't made yet
Got a Benz on tick that they ain't yet
Spend their in the West End on the weekend
Got no money by the end of the

But they don't care 'cause their is a movie
Starring Louis V, paid for by yours
Truthfully, it's a joke like a bad episode of
Can't keep up with the lows

So they got bad credit livin' on
in debt but they still don't get it
'Cause too busy livin' the high life, the night life
Fuckin' the high way, large and they all say

talks, money talks, you got no
Dirty cash, I you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa
Money talks, talks, for real, though
Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you,

Let me take you down to city
the attitude's bad and the weather is shitty
Everybody's on the paper chase, one big rat race
Everybody's got a screw face, so many two

Checkin' their hide, they set their record to
I'm on the inside, looking at the
So it's an reflection citywide
All things and the Southside

I go, there's a girl on the corner
Buns undressed got the city like
And getting warmer, a lot of water
Turn a poor, struggling to a mourner

Mister politician, can you tell me the
What's the answer, the conclusion?
Is it an illusion, is it a
I see them all go bad because they're tryna live
And all say, all say

I've no excuse, I want you to use me
me and abuse me
I got no taboos, I'll make a trade you
Do you want me to

Money talks, talks, listen
Dirty cash, I want you, cash, I need you, whoa
Money talks, yeah, yeah, talks, it don't stop
Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you,

Yo, we're living in the of the credit crunch
me the dough, I'm trying to have a bunch
But I can't raps for lunch
nothing, enough to share, it ain't fair
I never dreamed it could be rare

Who cares who's there to a change?
Everyone's in the club tryna to it rain
But not for fun here, just for the sake of
Fifteen of fame and everywhere's the same

Again and again, I see the thing
acting like they're playin' Zenden
But I see seas ahead, maybe a recession
And the depression, then whatever profession

This is my confession, I can't fuck, I'm in the
Livin' for my new to start like a bungee jump
With no rope, but I tryna see the bottom
Because is where I came from, I ain't forgotten

Money talks, talks, sing it to her
Dirty cash, I want you, cash, I need you, whoa
Money talks, yeah, yeah, talks, for real
Dirty cash, I you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa