Luyện nghe bài hát Go Get The Money

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

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

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

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

2: T.I.]
How much you think they pay for your life?
In the trap with the and the yay and the dice
Do it big for my niggas doin' 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 bitch get dicked down right after she get ate like knife in her
Have her THUG LIFE in her
Her face better with my pipe in it
On Percocets and Vicodin, good weed and
You see the drink is all in the kitchen and the white girls in and outta room
I fuck that shit, is you in or not?
a bag full of money, we'll be in or not
From what I heard you asked me if I get shot
somebody else do a bid or not

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

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