C Murder - "Money Talks" lyrics
*** Complimentary Money Talks Ringtone ***
Featuring Fiend Silkk The Shocker]
Money talk and uhh cash rules
I bout to get dollars so us act a fool now
(Silkk Tha Shocker)
Verse: 1
What huh what huh what huh what yo yo yo yo
I use to flip birds now I just flip words
(Silkk Tha Shocker)
When cops come to get me
it's because some shit that they heard
Like I'm out to get dough
Like I'm out to get mo
Hacking like 6 to the 4
Four, or either two doors
Like 6 double 0, like
Money no like C to the E O
Oh I forgot like ju don't know
Like fiend I just don't fuck around
Like I'm out to get cream
Just bust around
Till niggas get the fuck out of town
I wanted the car, so I got me the car
I wanted the house, so I got the house
Don't start, cause no heart is what got me this far
I the type of nigga that don't give a fuck
Just walked up and laughed at the cop
and start blastin the glock
Type of nigga to go up in traffic
Rap's still down, C huh, pass me the rocks
I'm actually looked after he shot
I don't be playing it serious
It's no love, for y'all 16 bullets
So you got the mightious touch,
Four slugs peace, ain't no bigger thugs than me and C
for all the records you sold
Like nope, mad fuck em got touch nigga, just went gold
I'm like a drug dealer,
I hold nothing less than a quarter
This is my last. last year I was just testing the water
Any fool gotta make this much
Five to the 0 4 nigga, yo that's my hood
I just that good
Money talk and uhh cash rules
I bout to get dollars so us act a fool, now
Get money, make money, get money,
get money, make money, get money, make money
(C-Murder)
Money talk and uhh cash rules
I bout to get dollars so us act a fool now
(Silkk Tha Shocker)
Verse: 1
What huh what huh what huh what yo yo yo yo
I use to flip birds now I just flip words
(Silkk Tha Shocker)
When cops come to get me
it's because some shit that they heard
Like I'm out to get dough
Like I'm out to get mo
Hacking like 6 to the 4
Four, or either two doors
Like 6 double 0, like
Money no like C to the E O
Oh I forgot like ju don't know
Like fiend I just don't fuck around
Like I'm out to get cream
Just bust around
Till niggas get the fuck out of town
I wanted the car, so I got me the car
I wanted the house, so I got the house
Don't start, cause no heart is what got me this far
I the type of nigga that don't give a fuck
Just walked up and laughed at the cop
and start blastin the glock
Type of nigga to go up in traffic
Rap's still down, C huh, pass me the rocks
I'm actually looked after he shot
I don't be playing it serious
It's no love, for y'all 16 bullets
So you got the mightious touch,
Four slugs peace, ain't no bigger thugs than me and C
for all the records you sold
Like nope, mad fuck em got touch nigga, just went gold
I'm like a drug dealer,
I hold nothing less than a quarter
This is my last. last year I was just testing the water
Any fool gotta make this much
Five to the 0 4 nigga, yo that's my hood
I just that good
Money talk and uhh cash rules
I bout to get dollars so us act a fool, now
Get money, make money, get money,
get money, make money, get money, make money
(C-Murder)
Verse: 2
Money, money make the world spin like tops
and two glocks for the motherfuckers we suing my rocks
It's like the movies,
niggas using uzi's wishing for peace
But instead they ducking bullets and the niggas that pull it
You reconsidered, cause I'm bitter,
dumping weapons like litter
After I blast you motherfuckers,
and the niggas that with ya (fool)
A come up is a come up
Haters please don't run up
Or get done up at sun up, cause I never put my gun up (nigga)
Cash rules, it's like possessing my mind
I do a crime and did the time, still hustling for mind
A bitch gotta floss, and I gotta be the boss
Fake niggas getting tossed, cause money talks
(Fiend)
Verse: 3
Well I'm that whompter, Fiendy, want fetachini
cabbage to the collard greeny
Wanna cream me, so I had to join his tightest teamy
Shocker clean, he se me rockin up my dream as genies
Seventeen, survivor meet the 3rd Ward Bossalinie
Walking em skinny, cause I never over-looked a penny
No such terms as let me when we all got plenty
Money talks, my whomps, whomps
The ATM, don't play with him,
his money make the dikes wanna lay with him
Finally, on Decatur, serving jumbos just like a waiter
He maded that platinum go double
Lyrical liquid paper spitting stones for cluckers wages
C uhh, Murder and Silkk, they pay us for our trouble
That's why money talks
'''
Chorus
Sometimes I don't no what to do with these riches
Aiyyo, money talks like most bitches
This paper, is just like my misses
All day, fulfilling my wishes
Did ya heard me
We look for money, money never look for us
C-Murder, Bossalinie of the rap industry
Fiend, Mr. Whomp Whomp, excited prices, deep yacht Jones
Silkk Tha Shocker, Vito, Da 504 Boyz
No Limit soldiers, till the world blow up by '''
Take those
ya heard me
Money, money make the world spin like tops
and two glocks for the motherfuckers we suing my rocks
It's like the movies,
niggas using uzi's wishing for peace
But instead they ducking bullets and the niggas that pull it
You reconsidered, cause I'm bitter,
dumping weapons like litter
After I blast you motherfuckers,
and the niggas that with ya (fool)
A come up is a come up
Haters please don't run up
Or get done up at sun up, cause I never put my gun up (nigga)
Cash rules, it's like possessing my mind
I do a crime and did the time, still hustling for mind
A bitch gotta floss, and I gotta be the boss
Fake niggas getting tossed, cause money talks
(Fiend)
Verse: 3
Well I'm that whompter, Fiendy, want fetachini
cabbage to the collard greeny
Wanna cream me, so I had to join his tightest teamy
Shocker clean, he se me rockin up my dream as genies
Seventeen, survivor meet the 3rd Ward Bossalinie
Walking em skinny, cause I never over-looked a penny
No such terms as let me when we all got plenty
Money talks, my whomps, whomps
The ATM, don't play with him,
his money make the dikes wanna lay with him
Finally, on Decatur, serving jumbos just like a waiter
He maded that platinum go double
Lyrical liquid paper spitting stones for cluckers wages
C uhh, Murder and Silkk, they pay us for our trouble
That's why money talks
'''
Chorus
Sometimes I don't no what to do with these riches
Aiyyo, money talks like most bitches
This paper, is just like my misses
All day, fulfilling my wishes
Did ya heard me
We look for money, money never look for us
C-Murder, Bossalinie of the rap industry
Fiend, Mr. Whomp Whomp, excited prices, deep yacht Jones
Silkk Tha Shocker, Vito, Da 504 Boyz
No Limit soldiers, till the world blow up by '''
Take those
ya heard me
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