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

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

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

Everyday I up
get this cake up
Looking at my like
Is this what made 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 what 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 girl out
make the sun go South
And it my self-esteem
But it never take my dream
Money the world go 'round
Money turn your best friend
Money turn a good out
Money the sun go South
And it my self-esteem
But it never take my dream

My city never thought it'd a nigga 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 my world go 'round
Money make my 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 Pellegrino 'cause my momma like my hero
Now hoes give me head I make banana bread
Young boy, me I were so rude
me 40 acres with a Moscow Mule
My boricua, she smoke a lot of the reefer
I need me on commas if rappers want him on feature
I'm making Swiss beats so I beat it an Alicia
Money din't you happy, it just makes you wanna get richer

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

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