Luyện nghe bài hát We Hate Money

We hate
Broke people up, if you lack cash put a hand up
We hate
And all the people getting paid, throw all your money on
We hate
Dollars, cash, cheese, unless you're gonna give to me
We hate
And everyone who has it, we would do things that you imagine

If I ever had money, I would do some shit
I'd hire Lady Gaga to babysit
So me money, and I'll be like "Fuck it"
I'll drop a hundred grand to make a man eat turducken
You I wouldn't hold off, I would spend my figures
Get a nose job, make it bigger
Set my Nissan on fire on the
Then I buy my own plane, step on and "Bomb!"
And as my ego and my pockets
I'd fly to the next to go to Taco Bell
Then I'd pay all the haters to become
I'd pay Kanye West to punch Justin
And then I'd buy a bunch of and get really arrogant
And pay all the foreigners to become
The possibilities are
I even go to the dentist, but

We hate
Broke people stand up, if you cash put a hand up
We hate
And all the people getting paid, all your money on stage
We money
Dollars, cash, cheese, you're gonna give some to me
We money
And everyone who has it, we would do things you couldn't imagine

We got on the porch, we never owned a Porsche
We wear our neckties to weddings and to court
Our pay gets docked like it's into port
So we keep cigars up like they're getting a divorce
Employees all annoyed, all void
the only one still employed in Detroit
Bobzins and from Nevada to Dakotas
And we're not Japanese but we're as Toyotas
Broseph, I know you know fired and demoted
They're tapwater 'cuz they can't afford sodas
Struggling, covering shifts to buy Christmas gifts
Tiger had mistresses
We're at Wal-Mart, we hate Wall
As far as being in debt, we're deep
Collectors call me, fucking all
But I that shit straight to voicemail

We money
Broke stand up, if you lack cash put a hand up
We money
And all the people getting paid, throw all your money on
We hate
Dollars, cash, cheese, unless you're gonna give to me
We hate
And who has it, we would do things that you couldn't imagine

They told us "Go to college, our domes"
Now we're jobless, with sixty dollars in loans
And the bank account's minus, surviving
While the CEOs fly by in private
So let me see your lighters, the couldn't be tighter
And you call appetizers
If your whole predicament's vile, but you're still to smile
With the bills for miles
Problems, we've got ninety-eight plus one, no funds
If the come we must run
I do it for my belt buckle, lung,
White knuckle, blue
Cold-hearted to the dollar saying

We money
Broke stand up, if you lack cash put a hand up
We money
And all the people getting paid, throw all money on stage
We hate
Dollars, cash, cheese, unless you're gonna give to me
We hate
And everyone who has it, we would do things that you couldn't

We money
Broke people stand up, if you lack cash keep your up
We hate
And all the people getting paid, you can all go
We money
(and) dollars (and) cash (and) (and) unless you're gonna give some to me
We money
And everyone who has it, we would do things that you imagine