Luyện nghe bài hát Root Of All Evil

About this money Imma you
this currency notes apparently most say fuck what's legal
Fuck most people for the of all evil
It don't mater less all that matters all
Chit chattas say the nigga bitch bet nigga gets
at her then boy parts scatta
a soul off first put the body back in it
Pistol back in it cause you know they in it
The hood is all good as as it crack in it
Foul is understood
As long as it stacks in it government love it as as
Tax in it and a trap still a trap as as we are trapped in it
Paper un beonce We all want bask in it it every second
try to get it to the last
Many think if you got it you ain't living
Nowadays you balling she ain't willing
Cause if she broke as these other she can't kill him
A shoe she say you can't it
If you ain't got it then cool is what you ain't
You get a lot you receive a hate feeling
in ghetto they probably dreaming of weight Dill-in
They heard wealth probably think straight chilling
Shit they got problems we cannot with them
Dinner enormous they probably ate millions
say fuck ya n-o fix up they face millions
I say fuck how you cause money change feelings
Now look at you strange it aint the same feeling
They are acting like they what you can feel like you
Work that to stay the same nigga
Like they play pro Ball make the figures
And even though they say they are to bring him down
See he will always be around the same niggas just so niggas
Say you never change accountants warn you
still it remained an
rage everybody came with you
you are for
Everybody that came with you should you it all
And you gonna remain you
Hey get that get you
Hey get that money but let that money get you
How about all and all money is sick too
rap that's money I need to get to
This is how I am leaving this is something you need to too
Hate to let it go when you let it miss you
Plus it compliments you I am acting it grow on trees
And if it did mother fucker I go leaves
But the shit is at the root is probably the same trees
They used to hang
True shit roof for the bread roof less see my head
money waitin on when he come up out the feds
Money a bad she ain't scared
we outchea Say the hustle prayer
The game shakes me or me
I it makes me a better man
You kno the
The world dont with out it
I get it I got it I need of it
You like I it money talks
Paper whats up