Luyện nghe bài hát Everyday I Think Of Money

I a truck, it carries money
And everyday, I dream up my
Yesterday I bought my house
A little place just off the of France

Everyday, I think of
Everyday, I think of

I love my truck, I love my
Stacked in the back, the life surrounds me
tie my right hand man, and put him some place
Then I'd ditch the truck and I'd buy a new

Everyday, I think of
Everyday, I think of way

Can't buy you a love, give you a soul
Can pick you up, can you low
Can drag you out of the
you dug yourself, out of, again

Sat in a truck, it carries
My hands are bound, to the by hand-cuffs
Tomorrow I'll maybe walk around the
Or paint in my cell and imprisonment

Everyday, I think of
Everyday, I my family