Luyện nghe bài hát Go Get The Money

[Intro: Yo & Rick Ross]
boy Zay on the beat
Maybach

Aye, I'm talkin' Versace
This shit like Versace dream, you what I'm talkin' 'bout?
(Aye, bruh, bring me one of things that they put of they head and shit)
These four got soul (I want the gown and all that shit)
Muthafuckin' tea cup, silverware (I'm rockin' Js though)
I feel in this muthafucka', aye

1: Yo Gotti]
I just got back Dubai (bai)
I'm on these Xans so (high)
I'm in first class with (two-fifty)
I'm in first class Mill (yeah)
Fuck JFK airport, lost my grip over (Customs)
Say he had the one in Georgia (what?), he been sippin' on oil (aye)
I been out in Abu Dhabi, this got me spoiled (spoiled)
be dressed up head to toe, all they bitches loyal
Wraith, Maybach (skrrt, skrrt), Drophead (skrrt), all (skrrt, skrrt)
Versace, palace, I hope your hoe don't that
I may post a cash Thursday, that's a throw back
No more fun, that boring, I may give your hoe back
This a Zay and I talk nothin' but yay on it
that good music, fuck around and put 'Ye on it
This a track, I fuck around and put Jay on it
Dope boy, I rock with my Js on
I'm rockin' Loubs so I'm always on the red carpet
I don't watch the news, all this gossip none of my started
Get for a hobby, my living room a lobby
And all my niggas shooters, so I don't know who shot him
You snitchin' and you rottin', I see these little teamin' up
I think plottin', (brrr) got him

Rick Ross]
Maybach
Go get the machine, Zay, go get the money machine, Zay
Go get the machine, Zay, plug in the money machine, Zay
in the money money machine, yay, I need the money machine, yay
We need the machine, yay, go get the money machine, huh
Go get the money machine, huh, go get the machine, huh
in the money machine, huh, I need the money machine, Zay
We need the money machine, Zay, we need the money machine, Zay
We the money machine, Zay, go get the money machine, Zay

2: T.I.]
How much you think they pay for your life?
In the trap with the weed and the yay and the
Do it big for my niggas bids in the struggle
Free Kaep, Meek, middle to them suckas
We don't hear motherfuckas, we get rid of motherfuckas
I'm a big dog, bark, you a little
I get your bitch get dicked down right after she get ate knife in her
Have her screamin' LIFE in her
Her face better with my pipe in it
On Percocets and Vicodin, weed and mushrooms
You see the drink is all in the and the white girls in and outta dressing room
I fuck that shit, is you in or not?
a bag full of money, we'll be in or not
From what I you asked me if I wanna get shot
Shoot else do a bid or not

[Verse 3: T]
AMG the fo, carbon fiber, niggas out
button, roof is changin' colors, fuck the ceilin' now
Cookin' powder in a crockpot 'til spillin' out
dollar marchin' dope boys, bring my children out
Feel 'em out, you the plug, 'em out
You the hub, send 'em out, Island
a house, fly her in, rent her mouth
Center stage, now, send her back
Sweat it out, a bag, breaded out, yeah!
I rather sell dope forever niggas (ever niggas)
my chances instead of rappin' with you peasant niggas (peasant niggas)
Underwater bring it back like a treasure nigga (treasure nigga)
King Push and Zaytoven, it's whatever

[Chorus: Rick
Go get the money machine, Zay, go get the machine, Zay
Go get the money machine, Zay, plug in the machine, Zay
Plug in the money machine, yay, I need the money machine, yay
We need the machine, yay, go get the money machine, huh
Go get the machine, huh, go get the money machine, huh
Plug in the money machine, huh, I need the machine, Zay
We need the money machine, zay, we need the money machine, Zay
We the money machine, Zay, go get the money machine, Zay