Luyện nghe bài hát Easy Money

It's difficult, it's tough
I to the man who'd been sleeping rough
To sit within a breeze
All among the trees
That hang heavy the stuff

He threw his arms my neck
Brushed the tear my cheek
And my soft white hand
He was an man
And he did not barely hardly speak

money
Rain it down on the wife and the
it down on the house where we live
Rain until you got nothing left to
And rain that ever loving down on me

All the things for which my yearns
joy in diminishing returns
Kissed me on
His hands headed south
And my cheek, it

Money, man, it is a
The poor, spoil it for the rich
With my face pressed in the
I wondered when this be over
And at we are all so guilty sad

Easy
Pour it down the drain
it all through my veins
Pour it down, yeah, let it
And that ever loving stuff down on me

Now, I'm pretty down on the bank
Life shuffles past at a low interest
In the money meadows
And all the interesting
They leap up, dissipate

Easy
money
Easy
Rain it on the wife and the kids
Rain it on the house where we live
Rain it down until you got nothing to give
And rain that ever loving down on me

money
Easy
money
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