Luyện nghe bài hát Root Of All Evil

About money Imma teach you
From this currency notes most say fuck what's legal
most people for the root of all evil
It don't mater less all that all feeble
Chit say the nigga bitch bet another nigga gets
at her then boy parts scatta
took a soul off first put the back in it
Pistol back in it cause you know jack in it
The is all good as long as it crack in it
play is understood
As long as it in it government love it as long as
Tax in it and a trap still a trap as long as we are in it
Paper un beonce We all want bask in it it every second
try to get it to the last
think if you ain't got it you ain't living
Nowadays you ain't she ain't willing
if she broke as these other hoes she can't kill him
A she say you can't fill it
If you ain't got it then cool is you ain't feeling
You get a lot you receive a hate feeling
Young in ghetto they probably dreaming of weight
They heard wealth think they straight chilling
Shit they got problems we relate with them
Dinner party 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 you can feel like you
Work that hard to stay the nigga
Like they pro Ball make the same figures
And even they say they are about to bring him down
See he will always be around the same just so other niggas
Say you never change accountants warn you
still it remained an
entourage everybody came with you
you are for
Everybody that with you should you lose it all
And you gonna remain you
Hey get money get you
Hey get that but don't let that money get you
How about all and all money is sick too
Fuck rap that's money I to get to
This is how I am leaving this is you need to stick too
to let it go when you never let it miss you
Plus it compliments you I am acting like it grow on
And if it did mother I go rack leaves
But contrarily the shit is at the root is the same trees
They used to nooses
True shit roof less for the bread roof less see my
money waitin on scotty when he up out the feds
a bad bitch she ain't scared
while we outchea Say the hustle
The shakes me or breaks me
I hope it me a better man
You kno the
The world dont with out it
I get it I got it I need of it
You I love it money talks
Paper whats up