Luyện nghe bài hát Money Talks

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

I use to flip birds, now I just flip words cops come to get me
It's because some shit that heard
Like I'm out to get dough, I'm out to get mo'
Hacking like 6 to the 4 6 double 0 like four, or either two doors

Money no like C to the E O, oh I like Ju don't know
Like I'm out to get cream, Fiend I just don't fuck around
Just bust till niggas get the fuck out of town
I wanted the house, so I got the

I the car, so I got me the car
Don't start, 'cause no is what got me this far
I the type of that don't give a fuck
Just walked up and at the cop

Type of nigga to go up in traffic and start blastin' the
Rap's down, C huh, pass me the rocks
I don't be playing it serious, I'm actually looked after he
It's no love, for y'all 16

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

This is my last, last year, I was just the water
Five to the 0 4 nigga, yo my hood
Any fool gotta make this much, I just good

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

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

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

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

Well, I'm that whompter,
fetachini cabbage to the collard greeny
Shocker clean, he see me rockin' up my dream as
Wanna me, so I had to join his tightest teamy

Seventeen, survivor the 3rd Ward Bossalinie
No such terms as let me we all got plenty
Walking 'em skinny, I never over-looked a penny
talks, my whomps, whomps, the ATM, don't play with him

His money make the dikes wanna lay him
Lyrical liquid paper stones for cluckers wages
Finally, on Decatur, serving jumbos just like a
C, uhh, Murder and Silkk, they pay us for our
He that platinum go double that's why money talks

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

Aiyyo, money like most bitches
Sometimes I don't no to do with these riches
paper, is just like my misses
All day, fulfilling my wishes, did ya me?

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