Luyện nghe bài hát Money

Yah-yah, yah-yah, yah, yah
Yah-yah, yah-yah, yah, yah
Woah, hey

Everyday I up
Gotta get cake up
at my life like
Is this it's made of? (made of)
Money rule the around me
That's why on my mind
Everyday I up
get this cake up
Looking at my like
Is this what made of? (made of)
Money rule the world me
And now I realize...

Money make the world go
Money turn your best friend
Money a good girl out
Money the sun go South
And it my self-esteem
But it never take my dream
Money make the go 'round
Money turn best friend down
Money turn a good out
make the sun go South
And it make my
But it never take my life

Tender love and care, I see the money with my eye
Rubber band man my nickname T.I
wanna sign but the money so eh
And the iffy so Brooklyn tell 'em see ya
I'm most loyal to the loyal
You find dirt on me 'cause I'm not soil
I wouldn't do much for man (yeah)
Aminé ain't your man
Now they all, women calls
Like "Aminé, do you got that paper? Let me it"
Mama need a whip and my daddy a crib
Got a phone, lil nigga, why the I need a Rollie?
Black pepper chicken and chow mein, my
Sayin' you ain't racist sound racist
See money a nigga rings
Then when you get it call you fake

'Cause when it all boils
Everything's a riddle, fickle
There's no satisfaction, there's no
when it all boils down
Everything's and little
There's no
no

Everyday I up
get this cake up
Looking at my like
Is this it's made of? (made of)
Money the world around me
why it's on my mind
Everyday I up
Gotta get this up
at my life like
Is this what it's of (made of)
Money rule the around me
And now I realize...

make the world go 'round
Money your best friend down
Money turn a girl out
Money make the sun go
And it make my
But it never take my life
Money the world go 'round
Money turn your best friend
Money turn a girl out
make the sun go South
And it my self-esteem
But it never take my dream

My city never thought it'd make a like me
Young lil' nigga the 503
I'm Tom Cruise, the rap the couch from Oprah
I'm for my range, boy, not them Rovers
make my world go 'round
Money my heartbeat pounce
Ask God for a lot
Success ain't 'bout the and how much jewels you rock
Success is I can tell my mama to quit her job
Still poppin' Pellegrino 'cause my like my hero
Now hoes give me head I make banana bread
Young black boy, me I so rude
Give me 40 acres with a Moscow
My Señorita boricua, she smoke a lot of the
I need me on commas if rappers want him on feature
I'm making Swiss beats so I beat it an Alicia
din't make you happy, it just makes you wanna get richer

'Cause when it all down
The paper me pleasure
There's no satisfaction, there's no
There's you can do to give me
What I need, (there's no satisfaction)
I really need

Money make the go 'round
Money turn your best down
Money a good girl out
Money the sun go South
And it my self-esteem
But it never my dream life