Luyện nghe bài hát We Hate Money

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

If I had money, I would do some crazy shit
I'd probably hire Gaga to babysit
So me money, and I'll be like "Fuck it"
I'll drop a hundred grand to make a vegan man eat
You know I wouldn't hold off, I would my figures
Get a nose job, make it bigger
Set my Nissan on fire on the
Then I buy my own plane, on and yell "Bomb!"
And as my ego and my pockets
I'd fly to the next town to go to Bell
Then I'd pay all the to become believers
I'd pay Kanye West to punch Justin
And I'd buy a bunch of heroin and get really arrogant
And pay all the to become Americans
The are endless
I would go to the dentist, but

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

We got trash on the porch, we never a Porsche
We only wear our to weddings and to court
Our pay docked like it's coming into port
So we keep cigars up like they're getting a divorce
all annoyed, checks all void
Eminem's the only one still employed in
Bobzins and from Nevada to Dakotas
And we're not Japanese but we're broke as
Broseph, I know you know this and demoted
They're drinking 'cuz they can't afford sodas
Struggling, covering shifts just to buy Christmas
Before had mistresses
We're at Wal-Mart, we Wall Street
As far as being in debt, we're deep
call me, fucking all week
But I send shit straight to voicemail

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

They us "Go to college, expand our domes"
Now we're jobless, with sixty thousand in loans
And the bank minus, surviving debt
While the fly by in private jets
So let me see lighters, the funds couldn't be tighter
And you call appetizers
If your whole vile, but you're still trying to smile
With the bills piled for
Problems, we've got ninety-eight plus one, no trust
If the cops we must run
I do it for my belt buckle, lung,
knuckle, blue collar
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, all your money on stage
We money
Dollars, cash, cheese, unless gonna give some to me
We money
And who has it, we would do things that you couldn't imagine

We hate
Broke stand up, if you lack cash keep your hands up
We money
And all the getting paid, you can all go away
We hate
(and) dollars (and) (and) cheese (and) unless you're gonna give some to me
We money
And who has it, we would do things that you couldn't imagine