Luyện nghe bài hát Root Of All Evil

About money Imma teach you
From this currency notes apparently 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 huis boy parts
took a off first put the body back in it
Pistol back in it cause you know jack in it
The hood is all good as long as it in it
Foul play is
As long as it stacks in it government love it as as
Tax in it and a trap still a as long as we are trapped in it
Paper un beonce We all want in it spin it every second
try to get it to the last
Many think if you ain't got it you living
Nowadays you ain't balling she 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 feeling
You get a lot you probably a hate feeling
Young in ghetto they probably of weight Dill-in
They heard probably think they straight chilling
Shit they got problems we cannot relate them
Dinner party enormous probably ate millions
say fuck ya n-o fix up they face millions
I say fuck how you feel money change feelings
Now they look at you strange it aint the feeling
They are acting like they forgot you can feel like you
Work that hard to stay the nigga
Like they play pro make the same figures
And even though they say they are to bring him down
See he will always be around the same niggas just so other
Say you never nigga accountants warn you
still it an issue
rage everybody came with you
you are for
Everybody that came with you should you it all
And you gonna with you
Hey get money get you
Hey get that but don't let that money get you
How that all and all money is sick too
Fuck rap 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 never let it you
Plus it compliments you I am acting like it on trees
And if it did fucker I go rack leaves
But contrarily the is at the root is probably the same trees
used to hang nooses
True shit roof less for the bread less see my head
money on scotty when he come up out the feds
a bad bitch she ain't scared
while we Say the hustle prayer
The shakes me or breaks me
I it makes me a better man
You kno the
The world dont with out it
I get it I got it I more of it
You like I love it money
Paper whats up