Luyện nghe bài hát Make The World Go Round

Yeah, lace the nations don't it, a hatred addict
I need faces mad with frowns when I'm or I'm wastin fabric
I don't feel greater till my plush pieces cause you to suck your
Till mean-muggin on my clean-thuggin nothin

Women dream I'm husband, I'm Alex Pushkin
The poetry-writin Russian, ice disgustin
I started bling, how could you question my
Or my time for collection? Gangstas

You hate me, should thank me but
I burned so much trees I keep angry
I'm a rare dude, I'm a wonder, your best success is my worst
livin trendy on pennies, I cop plenty Fendi

Vivienne Westwood, I'm
Get the Trump Tower top floor for the hood
Dre and Cool, we heavy and why to Miami?

We make the go round
Now let's to the hustlers
We make the go round
Tell the hustlers, toast to the

We make the world go
Tell the gangstas to to the ballers
We the world go round
And tell the pour a glass for all of us
We make the world go

I see you haters on the floor my swag
I'm poppin Ralph Lauren
And pourin inside a Polo glass
Model rollin grass, Escobar unfoldin cash

Toastin with my entourage from robbin' armored cars
To stars, red carpet to the L'Armitage
We throwin red at the Mirage
I that red Lamborghini on twenties out my garage

Instead of shoppin South Beach havin a Terror Squad
We the best, big pimpin, top down, spinnin
Top Gun, Tom Cruise inside my Gucci linen, no Just Romo you tryin' to shine I put the nine on your jersey for chromo

Jessica that's so-so
Nick want his back, but that's low so
Hawaii 5-0 to catch me at the pro bowl
On the field diamonds chokin the on my Polo

CB let em know
We make the go round
Tell the hustlers, toast to the
We make the world go

Tell the gangstas to to the balers
We the world go round
And the ballers pour a glass for all of us
We make the world go

We the world go round
From my and your town
We on top, no us now
We got Patron, the two-steppin

Ladies on the float and all of 'em
From L.A. to Harlem
L.A. to Harlem two-steppin
So I ain't stop he to put the ladies up

We with Bellini's and end with Patron shots
H. belt, buckle from Chrome Heart
A-life tag popper, it'd be sad not to walk out the
With bags worth a 100 cash,

Violence only when hafta, hafta to you up
Prefer a Peach Schnapps, beer, a Juet, or a Vanilla
Mets cap, Queens, I'm a vet
Bet 300 carats the average up on the neck, black

the cost, be the boss, Black Caesar floss
Weekends at the Venetian, pull up in black horse
Top down, new fashion, seein me is
Seein through the lens of Newton's camera, light flashin

And I'm laughin', my plaque's from sales
is ring-tone platinum but .99 cents adds up
I don't hate 'em, I congratulate 'em, the new young
With young Jackson on the same track, what?

Now, toast to the hustlers
We make the world go
the hustlers to toast to the gangstas
We make the world go

Tell them gangstas to to the ballers
We make the go round
And tell the pour a glass for all of us
We make the go round