Luyện nghe bài hát Paper'd Up

He's a sweet, soul,

Money, money, money,
Money, money, money,
You make me so good
Money, money,

Money, money, money,
Money, money, money,
Money, money,

In the of change, here I am
to have some thangs
So you need is some game to get your money man
Ohh baby, in the world of paper,

Thinkin' of a master
'Cause ain't but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pockets, all my money is
So I dig deeper, but still comin' up with

So I my mission, leave my residence
Thinkin' how can I get dead presidents
I money, I used to see a stick-up kid
So I think of all the things I did

I used to roll up, is a hold up, ain't nuttin' funny
Stop smilin', 'cause still nuttin' move but the money
'Cause now I've to earn 'cause I'm righteous
I feel great, so maybe I might

Search for a 9 to 5, and if I
Then maybe stay alive
So I walk up the street, whistlin'
Feelin' out of place 'cause man, do I

A pen and a paper, a stereo, a of
Me and G, and a big fat plate of
Chicken wings, that's my favorite thang
But without no money man that a dream

'Cause I don't to dream about gettin' paid
So I dig into the books of the that I've made
Soon as I 'em see if I got pull
I hit the dogghouse, 'cause I'm in full

In the of change, here I am
Tryin' to have some
So what you need is some to get your money man
Ohh baby, in the of paper, paper

Money, money, money,
Money, money, money,
Money, money,

W-w-well, w-w-well, oh
W-w-well, w-w-well, oh baby, oh
W-w-well, w-w-well, oh
W-w-well, w-w-well, oh baby, oh