Luyện nghe bài hát Go Get The Money

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

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

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

[Chorus: Rick
Music
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 money machine, yay, I the money machine, yay
We need the money machine, yay, go get the machine, huh
Go get the machine, huh, go get the money machine, huh
Plug in the money machine, huh, I the money machine, Zay
We the money money machine, Zay, we need the money machine, Zay
We need the 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
Kaep, Meek, middle finger to them suckas
We hear them motherfuckas, we get rid of motherfuckas
I'm a big dog, bark, you a little
I get your bitch get dicked down after she get ate like knife in her
her screamin' THUG LIFE in her
Her look better with my pipe in it
On Percocets and Vicodin, weed and mushrooms
You see the drink is all in the kitchen and the white in and outta dressing room
I finna 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 somebody do a bid or not

3: Pusha T]
AMG the fo, carbon fiber, niggas out
Push button, roof is changin' colors, fuck the now
Cookin' powder in a crockpot 'til it's out
Million dollar marchin' dope boys, bring my 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, with a bag, out, yeah!
I rather sell dope forever niggas (ever niggas)
Take my chances of rappin' with you peasant niggas (peasant niggas)
Underwater bring it like it's a treasure nigga (treasure nigga)
King Push and Zaytoven, whatever niggas

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