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

make the world go 'round
Money your best friend down
Money turn a good out
Money make the sun go
And it make my
But it take my dream life
Money the world go 'round
turn your best friend down
Money turn a girl out
Money the sun go South
And it make my
But it never take my 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 so Brooklyn tell 'em see ya
I'm most loyal to the loyal
You can't find dirt on me 'cause I'm not
I wouldn't do much for man (yeah)
Aminé your wonder man
Now all, women making calls
Like "Aminé, do you got paper? Let me hold it"
Mama need a whip and my daddy need a
Got a phone, lil nigga, why the fuck I need a
pepper chicken and chow mein, my favorite
Sayin' you ain't racist really sound
See money give a rings
Then you get it everybody call you fake

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

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

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

My city never thought it'd make a like me
Young lil' from the 503
I'm Tom Cruise, the rap game the from Oprah
I'm here for my range, boy, not Rovers
Money make my go 'round
Money my heartbeat pounce
Ask God for a lot
Success ain't 'bout the fame and how jewels you rock
Success is when I can tell my to quit her job
Still poppin' 'cause my momma like my hero
Now hoes give me head 'cause I banana bread
Young black boy, me I so rude
Give me 40 with a Moscow Mule
My Señorita boricua, she a lot of the reefer
I need me commas on if rappers want him on feature
I'm making Swiss so I beat it like an Alicia
Money din't make you happy, it just 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)
What I really

make the world go 'round
Money turn your best down
Money turn a girl out
make the sun go South
And it make my
But it take my dream life