Luyện nghe bài hát Got Paper

These brothas passin' me and all rollin' fly Coups
They throw some D's on it but they still ain't got
blow they cheese on it then they die and what's the use?
I'm so secure in Jesus all I want in life is
Don't need no fast money, don't need a car
Yeah the is a race but it ain't a NASCAR
And you and God got beef cause you
Chasin' like them hundreds got feet
Buddy be rich but even 50 done said
That he still feel broke even he got bread
Make 'em away they life, got 'em runnin' from the feds
Love of money's like crack, both of 'em will you dead
When you die and face God, nothin' to be said
Instead of the truth, you take a lie to the head
Homie all I can do is tell you Jesus said
and turn from your sin cause the kingdom of God's at hand
That's

Got money, got
So who cares?
Got money, got
I got baby!

People want they cheese, American
The enemy's rat trap might any second
I'm like that in Matthew who after finding a treasure
Gave all he had to get it, that's a real
The 13 letters, the Torah,Gospel and
You'll never see the soul of prophets a profit
Now at 1 Timothy 6, it's so clear
You chase the money and up in a snare
Now a vow of poverty, no, not there
But you pursue God, the rest, He care
You don't on His back in order to get rich
If you do then in sin and ordered to repent
You come to Christ for God, you to Daddy for worship
He ain't take that cross to fund your purchase
though we all agree that death is certain
It seems we believe banks beyond earth
crazy

Money, dough, cash,
If it was a woman, I promise I used to her
Now that we broke up she be ya boy a hater
all I do is use her for glorifyin' my Maker
My treasure's up in Heaven, Christ is my
If I was broke I'd be richer folks who never had Him
God is the Gospel, not a new
Was empty and He me life and that's plenty
Get me, homie I could six centuries
Simply saying I'm satisfied in the
And it's sickenin' that knowin' God good enough
We gotta tell 'em they can get rich
Now is heresy, false, it's not true
2nd Corinthians 8 and verse 2
Read that and believe that
Forget a c-note, man, they pockets was
They had joy