Luyện nghe bài hát Make The World Go Round

Yeah, the nations don't have it, a hatred addict
I need mad with frowns when I'm around or I'm wastin fabric
I don't feel greater till my plush pieces cause you to your teeth
Till mean-muggin on my clean-thuggin nothin

dream I'm your husband, I'm Alex Pushkin
The black Russian, ice disgustin
I started bling, how could you my direction
Or my time for collection? two-steppin'

You hate me, should me but lately
I burned so trees I keep environmentalists angry
I'm a rare dude, I'm a wonder, your best success is my blunder
Y'all trendy on pennies, I cop plenty Fendi

Vivienne Westwood, I'm
Get the whole Trump Tower top for the hood
Dre and Cool, we ridin heavy and why to

We the world go round
Now let's toast to the
We the world go round
Tell the hustlers, to the gangstas

We make the world go
Tell the gangstas to to the ballers
We make the world go
And tell the pour a glass for all of us
We make the world go

I see you haters on the floor jockin my
I'm Ralph Lauren tags
And pourin champagne inside a Polo
bitches rollin grass, Escobar unfoldin cash

Toastin with my entourage went from robbin' cars
To armin' stars, red to the L'Armitage
We red dice at the Mirage
I pull that red Lamborghini on twenties out my

Instead of South Beach like havin a Terror Squad
We the best, big pimpin, top down, chrome
Top Gun, Tom tucked inside my Gucci linen, no Just Romo you tryin' to shine I put the nine on your jersey for chromo

Simpson that's so-so
Nick want his back, but that's low so
Tell Hawaii 5-0 to me at the pro bowl
On the field diamonds chokin the on my Polo

CB let em though
We the world go round
Tell the hustlers, toast to the
We make the go round

the gangstas to toast to the balers
We the world go round
And tell the ballers pour a for all of us
We make the world go

We make the go round
From my and your town
We on top, no us now
We got Patron, the two-steppin

on the float and all of 'em two-steppin
From L.A. to Harlem
L.A. to Harlem two-steppin
So I ain't stop he need to put the up

We start with Bellini's and end with Patron
H. belt, buckle from Chrome Heart
tag popper, it'd be sad not to walk out the store
With bags worth a 100 cash,

Violence only when hafta, hafta to you up
Prefer a Peach Schnapps, beer, a Juet, or a Vanilla
cap, that's Queens, I'm a vet
Bet that 300 carats the average up on the neck,

the cost, be the boss, Black Caesar floss
Weekends at the Venetian, up in that black horse
Top down, new fashion, seein me is
Seein through the of Helmut Newton's camera, light flashin

And I'm laughin', my plaque's from album
Y'all is ring-tone platinum but .99 adds up
I don't hate 'em, I congratulate 'em, the new Prince
With young Mike Jackson on the same track,

Now, let's to the hustlers
We the world go round
the hustlers to toast to the gangstas
We make the go round

Tell them gangstas to toast to the
We make the world go
And tell the ballers pour a for all of us
We make the world go