Luyện nghe bài hát Got Paper

These brothas passin' me and they all rollin' fly
They throw some D's on it but they ain't got truth
They blow they cheese on it then they die and the use?
I'm so in Jesus all I want in life is fruit
Don't need no fast money, need a fast car
Yeah the faith is a but it ain't a NASCAR
And you and God got beef cause you
Chasin' like them hundreds got feet
Buddy be rich but even 50 done said
That he feel broke even though he got bread
Make 'em throw away they life, got 'em runnin' from the
Love of money's crack, both of 'em will leave you dead
When you die and God, nothin' left to be said
of chasin' the truth, you take a lie to the head
Homie all I can do is tell you Jesus said
Repent and turn from your sin cause the of God's at hand
That's

Got money, got
So what who
Got money, got
I got baby!

want they cheese, American mozzerella
The enemy's rat trap might any second
I'm like that dude in Matthew who finding a treasure
Gave all he had to get it, that's a real
The 13 letters, the Torah,Gospel and
You'll never see the soul of prophets chasin' a
Now at 1 Timothy 6, it's so clear
You chase the money and wind up in a
Now a vow of poverty, no, not there
But you pursue God, the rest, He care
You don't step on His in order to get rich
If you do then in sin and ordered to repent
You come to for God, you come to Daddy for worship
He ain't take that cross to fund your purchase
Even though we all agree that is certain
It seems we there's banks beyond earth
crazy

Money, dough, cash,
If it was a woman, I I used to date her
Now that we broke up she be ya boy a hater
Cause all I do is use her for glorifyin' my
My treasure's up in Heaven, Christ is my
If I was broke I'd be than folks who never had Him
God is the Gospel, not a new
Was empty and He me life and that's plenty
Get me, homie I could six centuries
Simply I'm satisfied in the sensie
And it's sickenin' knowin' God ain't good enough
We gotta tell 'em they can get quickly
Now this is heresy, false, not true
2nd Corinthians chapter 8 and 2
Read that and please that
Forget a c-note, man, they pockets was
still had joy