Luyện nghe bài hát Go Get The Money

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

Aye, I'm talkin' 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, silverware (I'm rockin' Js though)
I rich in this muthafucka', aye

[Verse 1: Yo
I got back from Dubai (bai)
I'm on Xans so high (high)
I'm in first class with (two-fifty)
I'm in first Meek Mill (yeah)
Fuck JFK airport, 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, shit got me spoiled (spoiled)
They be dressed up head to toe, all bitches loyal
Wraith, (skrrt, skrrt), Drophead (skrrt), all that (skrrt, skrrt)
Versace, palace, I hope your hoe post that
I may post a million Thursday, that's a throw back
No more fun, that boring, I may give your hoe back
This a Zay track and I talk but yay on it
This that good music, fuck and put 'Ye on it
This a rock track, I around and put Jay on it
Dope boy, I designer with my Js on
I'm always Loubs so I'm always on the red carpet
I don't watch the news, all this gossip of my dogs started
Get for a hobby, my living room a lobby
And all my niggas shooters, so honestly I don't know who him
You and you rottin', I see these little rappers teamin' up
I they plottin', (brrr) got him

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

2: T.I.]
How much you they would pay for your life?
In the trap with the weed and the yay and the
Do it big for my niggas doin' in the struggle
Free Kaep, Meek, middle to them suckas
We don't them 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 knife in her
her screamin' THUG LIFE in her
Her face better with my pipe in it
On Percocets and Vicodin, good and mushrooms
You see the drink is all in the and the white girls 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 heard you asked me if I wanna get
somebody else do a bid or not

[Verse 3: T]
AMG the fo, carbon fiber, niggas out
Push button, roof is changin' colors, the ceilin' now
Cookin' powder in a '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, Island
Rent a house, fly her in, her mouth
Center stage, now, send her back
it out, with a bag, breaded out, yeah!
I would rather sell dope forever (ever niggas)
Take my chances 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: Ross]
Go get the machine, Zay, go get the money machine, Zay
Go get the money machine, Zay, in the money 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 money machine, huh, go get the 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