Luyện nghe bài hát We Hate Money

We money
Broke people 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 money
And everyone who has it, we would do that you couldn't imagine

If I ever had money, I would do some crazy
I'd probably hire Lady to babysit
So give me money, and be like "Fuck it"
I'll drop a grand to make a vegan man eat turducken
You know I hold off, I would spend my figures
Get a nose job, make it even
Set my Nissan on on the lawn
I buy my own plane, step on and yell "Bomb!"
And as my ego and my swell
I'd fly to the next town to go to Taco
I'd pay all the haters to become believers
I'd pay Kanye to punch Justin Bieber
And then I'd buy a bunch of heroin and get arrogant
And pay all the foreigners to Americans
The are endless
I would go to the dentist, but

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 you're give some to me
We money
And everyone who has it, we would do that you couldn't imagine

We got trash on the porch, we never owned a
We only wear our neckties to weddings and to
Our pay gets docked like it's coming port
So we keep cigars split up like getting a divorce
all annoyed, checks all void
Eminem's the only one still in Detroit
Bobzins and jobs Nevada to Dakotas
And we're not Japanese but we're as Toyotas
Broseph, I know you know fired and demoted
drinking tapwater 'cuz they can't afford sodas
Struggling, covering shifts just to buy Christmas
Before Tiger had
We're at Wal-Mart, we hate Wall
As far as in debt, we're balls deep
Collectors call me, all week
But I send shit straight to voicemail

We money
Broke people stand up, if you lack 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 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 thousand dollars in loans
And the bank minus, surviving debt
While the fly by in private jets
So let me see your lighters, the funds be tighter
And you orderves appetizers
If your whole predicament's vile, but you're still to smile
the bills piled for miles
Problems, got ninety-eight plus one, no trust funds
If the come we must run
I do it for my belt buckle, lung,
White knuckle, blue
Cold-hearted slaves to the saying

We hate
people 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 you're gonna some to me
We money
And everyone who has it, we would do things that you imagine

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