Luyện nghe bài hát Got Paper

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

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

want they cheese, American mozzerella
The enemy's rat trap might snap any
I'm like that dude in Matthew who 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 prophets a profit
Now look at 1 Timothy 6, it's so
You chase the money and wind up in a
Now a vow of poverty, no, it's not
But you God, the rest, He takes care
You don't step on His back in to get rich
If you do then you're in sin and ordered to
You come to Christ for God, you to Daddy for worship
He ain't take cross to fund your vanity purchase
Even though we all agree that death is
It seems we believe there's banks beyond
crazy

Money, dough, cash,
If it was a woman, I I used to date her
Now that we up she be callin' ya boy a hater
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 empty and He me life and that's plenty
Get me, homie I spend six centuries
Simply saying I'm in the sensie
And it's sickenin' that God ain't good enough
We gotta tell 'em they can get quickly
Now is heresy, false, it's not true
2nd chapter 8 and verse 2
Read and please believe that
Forget a c-note, man, they was e-flat
still had joy