Текст песни C-Murder f Fiend, Silkk the Shocker - Bossalinie
C-Murder f Fiend, Silkk the Shocker - Bossalinie слова песни
(Silkk Tha Shocker)Money talk and uhh cash rulesI bout to get dollars so us act a fool, nowWhat huh, what huh, what huh, what, yo, yo, yo, yo(Silkk Tha Shocker)Verse: 1I use to flip birds, now I just flip wordsWhen cops come to get me,it`s because some shit that they heardLike I`m out to get doughLike I`m out to get moHacking like 6 to the 4Like 6 double 0, likeFour, or either two doorsMoney no like C to the E OOh I forgot like ju don`t knowLike I`m out to get creamLike fiend I just don`t fuck aroundJust bust aroundTill niggas get the fuck out of townI wanted the house, so I got the houseI wanted the car, so I got me the carDon`t start, cause no heart is what got me this farI the type of nigga that don`t give a fuckJust walked up and laughed at the copType of nigga to go up in trafficand start blastin the glockRap`s still down, C huh, pass me the rocksI don`t be playing it seriousI`m actually looked after he shotIt`s no love, for y`all 16 bulletsFour slugs peace, ain`t no bigger thugs than me and CSo you got the mightious touch,for all the records you soldLike nope, mad fuck em got touch nigga, just went goldI`m like a drug dealer,I hold nothing less than a quarterThis is my last. last year I was just testing the waterFive to the 0 4 nigga, yo that`s my hoodAny fool gotta make this muchI just that goodMoney talk and uhh cash rulesI bout to get dollars so us act a fool, nowGet money, make money, get money,get money, make money, get money, make money(C-Murder)Verse: 2Money, money make the world spin like topsand two glocks for the motherfuckers we suing my rocksIt`s like the movies,niggas using uzi`s wishing for peaceBut instead they ducking bullets and the niggas that pull itYou reconsidered, cause I`m bitter,dumping weapons like litterAfter I blast you motherfuckers,and the niggas that with ya (fool)A come up is a come upHaters please don`t run upOr get done up at sun up, cause I never put my gun up (nigga)Cash rules, it`s like possessing my mindI do a crime and did the time, still hustling for mindA bitch gotta floss, and I gotta be the bossFake niggas getting tossed, cause money talks(Fiend)Verse: 3Well I`m that whompter, Fiendy, want fetachinicabbage to the collard greenyShocker clean, he se me rockin up my dream as geniesWanna cream me, so I had to join his tightest teamySeventeen, survivor meet the 3rd Ward BossalinieNo such terms as let me when we all got plentyWalking em skinny, cause I never over-looked a pennyMoney talks, my whomps, whompsThe ATM, don`t play with him,his money make the dikes wanna lay with himLyrical liquid paper spitting stones for cluckers wagesFinally, on Decatur, serving jumbos just like a waiterC uhh, Murder and Silkk, they pay us for our troubleHe maded that platinum go doubleThat`s why money talks???ChorusAiyyo, money talks like most bitchesSometimes I don`t no what to do with these richesThis paper, is just like my missesAll day, fulfilling my wishesDid ya heard me