Luyện nghe bài hát Money

Yah-yah, yah-yah, yah, yah
Yah-yah, yah-yah, yah, yah
Woah, hey

Everyday I up
get this cake up
Looking at my life
Is this what it's of? (made of)
Money rule the around me
why it's on my mind
Everyday I up
Gotta get this up
Looking at my life
Is this what it's of? (made of)
Money rule the world me
And now I realize...

Money make the world go
Money turn your best friend
Money turn a good out
Money make the sun go
And it make my
But it never take my dream
make the world go 'round
Money turn best friend down
Money a good girl out
Money the sun go South
And it my self-esteem
But it never take my life

Tender love and care, I see the money my left eye
band man like my nickname T.I
Labels sign but the money so eh
And the iffy so Brooklyn tell 'em see ya
I'm most to the most loyal
You can't dirt on me 'cause I'm not soil
I wouldn't do for money man (yeah)
Aminé ain't wonder man
Now they all, women calls
Like "Aminé, do you got that paper? Let me it"
need a whip and my daddy need a crib
Got a phone, lil nigga, why the fuck I a Rollie?
Black chicken and chow mein, my favorite
Sayin' you ain't racist sound racist
See money give a rings
Then when you get it call you fake

'Cause it all boils down
Everything's a riddle, everything's
no satisfaction, there's no satisfaction
'Cause it all boils down
Everything's and little
no satisfaction
no

Everyday I up
get this cake up
Looking at my like
Is this it's made of? (made of)
Money the world around me
That's why it's on my
Everyday I up
Gotta get cake up
at my life like
Is this what made of (made of)
Money rule the world me
And now I realize...

Money make the world go
Money turn your friend down
Money a good girl out
Money make the sun go
And it make my
But it never take my dream
Money the world go 'round
Money turn your best down
Money turn a girl out
make the sun go South
And it my self-esteem
But it never my dream life

My city never thought make a nigga like me
Young lil' from the 503
I'm Tom Cruise, the rap the couch from Oprah
I'm here for my range, boy, not them
Money make my world go
make my heartbeat pounce
Ask God for a lot
Success ain't 'bout the fame and how much you rock
Success is I can tell my mama to quit her job
Still Pellegrino 'cause my momma like my hero
Now hoes give me head I make banana bread
Young black boy, me I were so
Give me 40 acres with a Moscow
My boricua, she smoke a lot of the reefer
I me commas on commas if rappers want him on feature
I'm making Swiss beats so I beat it an Alicia
Money make you happy, it just makes you wanna get richer

'Cause when it all boils
The bring me pleasure
There's no satisfaction, there's no
There's nothing you can do to me
I really need, (there's no satisfaction)
What I really

Money make the world go
Money your best friend down
Money a good girl out
Money the sun go South
And it my self-esteem
But it never take my dream