Luyện nghe bài hát Got Paper

These passin' me and they all rollin' fly Coups
They throw some D's on it but still ain't got truth
They blow cheese on it then they die and what's the use?
I'm so in Jesus all I want in life is fruit
Don't need no money, don't need a fast car
Yeah the faith is a race but it ain't a
And you and God got beef cause you
Chasin' money like them got feet
Buddy wanna be but even 50 done said
That he still feel broke even he got bread
Make 'em throw they life, got 'em runnin' from the feds
of money's like crack, both of 'em will leave you dead
When you die and face God, nothin' to be said
Instead of chasin' the truth, you a lie to the head
Homie all I can do is tell you what Jesus
Repent and turn from your sin cause the of God's at hand
real

Got money, got
So what who
Got money, got
I got baby!

People want cheese, American mozzerella
The enemy's rat trap snap any second
I'm like that in Matthew who after finding a treasure
Gave all he had to get it, that's a real
The 13 letters, the Torah,Gospel and
You'll never see the soul of chasin' a profit
Now look at 1 Timothy 6, so clear
You the money and wind up in a snare
Now a vow of poverty, no, it's not
But you pursue God, the rest, He care
You don't step on His in order to get rich
If you do then you're in sin and to repent
You come to Christ for God, you come to for worship
He ain't take that to fund your vanity purchase
Even though we all that death is certain
It seems we believe there's banks earth
crazy

Money, dough, cash,
If it was a woman, I I used to date her
Now that we broke up she be callin' ya boy a
Cause all I do is use her for glorifyin' my
My up in Heaven, Christ is my satisfaction
If I was broke I'd be richer than folks who had Him
God is the Gospel, not a new
Was and He gave me life and that's plenty
Get me, I could spend six centuries
saying I'm satisfied in the sensie
And it's sickenin' that knowin' God good enough
We gotta tell 'em can get rich quickly
Now this is heresy, false, not true
2nd chapter 8 and verse 2
Read that and please that
Forget a c-note, man, they pockets was
They had joy