Luyện nghe bài hát Money

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

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

Money make the go 'round
turn your best friend down
Money turn a good out
Money make the sun go
And it my self-esteem
But it take my dream life
Money make the go 'round
turn your best friend down
Money a good girl out
Money make the sun go
And it make my
But it take my dream life

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

'Cause it all boils down
Everything's a riddle, fickle
There's no satisfaction, no satisfaction
when it all boils down
Everything's and little
no satisfaction
no

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

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

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

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

Money make the go 'round
Money turn your best friend
Money a good girl out
make the sun go South
And it my self-esteem
But it take my dream life