Luyện nghe bài hát Root Of All Evil

About this money Imma you
From this notes apparently most say fuck what's legal
Fuck most for the root of all evil
It don't mater all that matters all feeble
Chit chattas say the bitch bet another nigga gets
at her then huis boy parts
took a soul off first put the back in it
Pistol in it cause you know they jack in it
The hood is all good as as it crack in it
Foul is understood
As as it stacks in it government love it as long as
Tax in it and a still a trap as long as we are trapped in it
un beonce We all want bask in it spin it every second
try to get it to the minute
Many think if you ain't got it you living
Nowadays you ain't balling she willing
Cause if she broke as these other hoes she kill him
A shoe she say you fill it
If you ain't got it cool is what you ain't feeling
You get a lot you receive a hate feeling
Young in ghetto they probably dreaming of Dill-in
They heard wealth probably think straight chilling
Shit got problems we cannot relate with them
party enormous they probably ate millions
They say ya n-o fix up they face millions
I say fuck how you feel cause change feelings
Now look at you strange it aint the same feeling
They are acting like they forgot what you can feel you
Work hard to stay the same nigga
Like they play pro Ball make the same
And even they say they are about to bring him down
See he will always be the same niggas just so other niggas
Say you change nigga accountants warn you
still it an issue
rage everybody came with you
you are for
Everybody that with you should you lose it all
And you gonna remain you
Hey get that get you
Hey get that money but let that money get you
How about that all and all is sick too
rap that's money I need to get to
This is how I am leaving is something you need to stick too
Hate to let it go when you let it miss you
it compliments you I am acting like it grow on trees
And if it did mother fucker I go rack
But contrarily the is at the root is probably the same trees
used to hang nooses
True roof less for the bread roof less see my head
money waitin on scotty he come up out the feds
Money a bad she ain't scared
while we outchea Say the prayer
The game me or breaks me
I hope it me a better man
You kno the
The dont move with out it
I get it I got it I more of it
You I love it money talks
Paper whats up