Luyện nghe bài hát Root Of All Evil

About money Imma teach you
From this currency notes apparently most say fuck what's
Fuck most people for the root of all
It don't mater all that matters all feeble
Chit chattas say the nigga bitch bet another nigga
at her then huis boy scatta
took a soul off first put the body in it
Pistol back in it cause you know they in it
The is all good as long as it crack in it
Foul play is
As long as it in it government love it as long as
Tax in it and a trap still a trap as as we are trapped in it
un beonce We all want bask in it spin it every second
try to get it to the minute
Many think if you got it you ain't living
Nowadays you ain't she ain't willing
if she broke as these other hoes she can't kill him
A shoe she say you can't it
If you ain't got it then is what you ain't feeling
You get a lot you probably a hate feeling
Young in ghetto they probably dreaming of Dill-in
They wealth probably think they straight chilling
they got problems we cannot relate with them
Dinner party enormous they probably ate
say fuck ya n-o fix up they face millions
I say fuck how you feel cause money change
Now they look at you strange it aint the same
They are acting like they forgot what you can feel you
Work that hard to stay the same
they play pro Ball make the same figures
And even though they say they are to bring him down
See he will always be around the same niggas just so other
Say you never change nigga warn you
it remained an issue
entourage rage everybody with you
you are for
Everybody that came you should you lose it all
And you gonna remain you
Hey get that get you
Hey get that money but don't let that get you
How about all and all money is sick too
Fuck rap that's money I to get to
This is how I am leaving is something you need to stick too
Hate to let it go you never let it miss you
Plus it you I am acting like it grow on trees
And if it did mother fucker I go leaves
But contrarily the shit is at the root is the same trees
used to hang nooses
True roof less for the bread roof less see my head
money waitin on when he come up out the feds
Money a bad bitch she scared
we outchea Say the hustle prayer
The game me or breaks me
I hope it makes me a man
You kno the
The world dont move out it
I get it I got it I more of it
You I love it money talks
Paper whats up