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 Versace dream, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
(Aye, bruh, bring me one of them things they put of they head and shit)
These four got Versace soul (I want the and all that shit)
Muthafuckin' tea cup, (I'm rockin' them Js though)
I rich 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 Meek (yeah)
Fuck JFK airport, lost my grip Customs (Customs)
Say he had the one in (what?), he been sippin' on that oil (aye)
I been out in Abu Dhabi, shit got me spoiled (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 post a cash Thursday, that's a throw back
No more fun, that bitch boring, I may give hoe back
a Zay track and I talk nothin' but yay on it
This that good music, around and put 'Ye on it
a rock track, I fuck around and put Jay on it
Dope boy, I rock designer my Js on
I'm rockin' Loubs so I'm always on the red carpet
I don't watch the news, all this gossip of my dogs started
Get money for a hobby, my living a lobby
And all my niggas shooters, so honestly I know who shot him
You snitchin' and you rottin', I see these little rappers up
I they 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
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 machine, huh, go get the money machine, huh
Plug in the money machine, huh, I 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

2: T.I.]
How you think they would 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 motherfucka
I get your bitch get dicked down right after she get ate like in her
Have her screamin' LIFE in her
Her face look better my pipe in it
On Percocets and Vicodin, weed and mushrooms
You see the drink is all in the kitchen and the white girls in and outta dressing
I fuck that shit, is you in or not?
There's a bag of money, we'll be in or not
what I heard you asked me if I wanna get shot
Shoot else do a bid or not

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

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