Luyện nghe bài hát Money Talks

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

Yo, yo yo yo, joint is strictly for heavyweight's
Not them playa haters,
'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 fuckin' him

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

Duke even worth the space
Glass and igloos put him dead in his place
Damn Blake, tell this cat is a snake?
I got 20/20 vision, money vision
(Uh, uh, uh)

No dough, no show, dodo, a no-no
Just some famous words from the late White
I blink right, if your bank
Duke wanted me to work for him, flirt for him

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

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

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

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

Mm, uh, uh, uh, uh
The play starts at 8:00, hit the venue
Invited his man and bitch named Kendall
to style on 'em, shoes with the crocodile on 'em

But the nigga still was corny, he me
His preference was more like soccer
Me, I do operas 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 at the Benz-y make ya freeze
Please, I got a mil on these, talkin'?
I hate nigga in the worst way

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

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

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

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

anywhere, any year, who dare
They the mob and they care and I swear
I'm contemplatin' thinkin about later
Here come the waiter the phone in the tray, anyways

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

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

I was a lover, smooth undercover
they hoes in tight clothes like they was no other
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 rope
Once I wrap it round his 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, get that money man, money talks)