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

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

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

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

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

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

My city never thought make a nigga like me
Young nigga 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 go 'round
make 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 give me 'cause I make banana bread
Young black boy, me I were so
Give me 40 acres a Moscow Mule
My Señorita boricua, she smoke a lot of the
I need me commas on commas if rappers want him on
I'm Swiss beats so I beat it like an Alicia
Money make you happy, it just makes you wanna get richer

'Cause when it all down
The paper bring me
There's no satisfaction, there's no
There's you can do to give me
I really need, (there's no satisfaction)
What I really

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