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 what 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 it's of? (made of)
rule the world around me
And now I realize...

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

Tender love and care, I see the money my left eye
Rubber man like my nickname T.I
Labels wanna but the money so eh
And the iffy so Brooklyn tell 'em see ya
I'm loyal to the most loyal
You can't find on me 'cause I'm not soil
I wouldn't do much for man (yeah)
Aminé ain't your man
Now all, women making calls
Like "Aminé, do you got that Let me hold it"
Mama 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 really sound racist
See money give a nigga
Then when you get it call you fake

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

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

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

My city never thought it'd make a like me
Young lil' nigga the 503
I'm Tom Cruise, the rap game the from Oprah
I'm here for my range, boy, not Rovers
Money make my world go
Money my heartbeat 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' Pellegrino 'cause my like my hero
Now give me head 'cause I make banana bread
Young boy, me I were so rude
Give me 40 with a Moscow Mule
My Señorita boricua, she a lot of the reefer
I need me commas on commas if rappers want him on
I'm making Swiss beats so I beat it an Alicia
Money din't make you happy, it just makes you wanna get

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

Money make the world go
Money turn best friend down
Money turn a good out
Money the sun go South
And it my self-esteem
But it take my dream life