Luyện nghe bài hát Dirtee Cash

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Everywhere I go, there's a girl on the
Buns got the city like sauna
And it's warmer, a lot of water
Turn a poor, mother to a mourner

politician, can you tell me the solution?
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 a trade with you
Do anything you me to

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

Yo, we're living in the days of the credit
Give me the dough, I'm to have a bunch
But I have raps for lunch
It's nothing, to share, it ain't fair
I never dreamed that it could be

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

Again and again, I see the same
Everybody acting they're playin' Zenden
But I see rough ahead, maybe a recession
And then the depression, then profession

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

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