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

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

Tender love and care, I see the money with my eye
band man like my nickname T.I
Labels sign but the money so eh
And the contract iffy so tell 'em see ya
I'm most loyal to the most
You can't find on me 'cause I'm not soil
I wouldn't do much for man (yeah)
ain't your wonder man
Now they all, making calls
Like "Aminé, do you got that paper? Let me it"
Mama need a whip and my daddy need a
Got a phone, lil nigga, why the fuck I a Rollie?
Black chicken and chow mein, my favorite
Sayin' you ain't racist really racist
See money give a nigga
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
Gotta get cake up
Looking at my life
Is this what it's 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 this what it's of (made of)
Money the world around me
And now I realize...

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

My city thought it'd make a nigga like me
Young nigga from the 503
I'm Tom Cruise, the rap game the from Oprah
I'm here for my range, boy, not Rovers
Money my world go 'round
Money make my pounce
Ask God for a lot
Success 'bout the fame and how much jewels you rock
Success is when I can my mama to quit her job
Still poppin' 'cause my momma like my hero
Now hoes me head 'cause I make banana bread
Young black boy, me I so rude
Give me 40 acres with a Mule
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 like an
Money make you happy, it just makes you wanna get richer

'Cause when it all down
The bring 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 down
Money turn a good out
Money the sun go South
And it my self-esteem
But it never my dream life