Basically this song describes our rappers life... everyone should listen to this...

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“Money talks”



Verse (jeezy style)
Yea listen people lend ya ear close to me
Get ready for abou the thing you’re suppose to hear
It’s a reality it ain’t big boast of me
You clip foes are nil you’re big boss is here
So stay back in ya lane couse my flow is real
I rap new sh*** my music soul you feel
I live go getta life and I’m about to steal
Those things that I want yea I’m abou to kill
I’m a playa I don’t care abou the world
I love those jiggas who play with constables
I f*** those niggas who stay responsible
Right front of the cops explainin deals of cars and girls
I do crime like my sins ain’t countable
I do it for money f*** the bush on my table
Money grooves yea in the world of my label
Listen to my chorus and believe you’ll call this world

Chorus
I’m smokin weed I f*** the heat with my dirty jobs
I keep myself right there front of those dirty cops
I’m shootin damn million men couse my gun ain’t stops
This is the fake world yea where the money talks

Verse (eminem style)
I deliberate with myself to get this thing
What the f*** now if I’m sick to bet this thing
All these people lovin me couse I’m richesty king
Money talks yea its f***in sh*** you have to sing
We rappers do and we prove to do this
We live for money yea we keep it real with new shits
We try to f*** everyone personally with our rude dick
We’re killin humanity perfectly with our music
It’s the bit of sh*** you did and the bit of sh*** I did
The sh*** you did was not obviously better that my shit
That’s why I keep runnin this sh*** for you to retarded
You’re not makin that much money as much as I hit
Couse none of you gave a f*** to me yea when I was poor
Now everyone gaze over my million dollars of jewel
I’m happy and ready to just step in seconds to dual
This rap that I’m rappin every rapper says I’m so cool

Chorus
I don’t give a f*** it’s my luck I got plenty shots
So what the f*** you got none from the money box
I keep on runnin what’s comin to me like stunnin rocks
This is the fake world yea where the money talks

Verse (emenjay)
I run myself on mister ka beat
Amazingly no one stays from the day I creep
My chain is awesome and great look the way it swings
Your face is lookin so red I don’t care for this
When situation seems so complicated its emenjay
Who gonna take you there and you gonna kick somewhere
For billion dollars that the shady grips
Well may be some braves would wanna do same for this
But you can’t do it my brother couse your name is pissed
Away from the cribs list you game is been dissed
And you still wanna race right there in lane we drift
You can’t live for that pain that kinna pain we kissed
We represent that money fame to our fans who risks
To their life and that’s right it’s the way we live
Hesitation truly only you’re afraid to give
These money pares I don’t care I play my game on risks
Yea!!!

Chorus
I’m smokin weed I f*** the heat with my dirty jobs
I keep myself right there front of those dirty cops
I’m shootin damn million men couse my gun ain’t stops
This is the fake world yea where the money talks


Chorus
I don’t give a f*** its my luck I got plenty shots
So what the f*** you don’t give got none from the money box
I keep on runnin whats comin to me like stunnin rocks
This is the fake world yea where the money talks