Luyện nghe bài hát Got Paper

These brothas me and they all rollin' fly Coups
They throw some D's on it but they still ain't got
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 cause you keep
Chasin' money like them hundreds got
Buddy be rich but even 50 done said
That he still feel broke even he got bread
Make 'em throw away life, got 'em runnin' from the feds
of money's like crack, both of 'em will leave you dead
When you die and God, nothin' left to be said
Instead of the truth, you take a lie to the head
Homie all I can do is tell you Jesus said
Repent and turn from your sin the kingdom of God's at hand
That's

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

People want cheese, American mozzerella
The enemy's rat might snap any second
I'm that dude in Matthew who after finding a treasure
all he had to get it, that's a real go-getta
The 13 letters, the Torah,Gospel and
You'll never see the soul of prophets a profit
Now look at 1 6, it's so clear
You the money and wind up in a snare
Now a vow of poverty, no, not there
But you pursue God, the rest, He takes
You don't step on His back in order to get
If you do then you're in sin and ordered to
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 agree that is certain
It seems we believe there's banks earth
That's

Money, dough, cash,
If it was a woman, I I used to date her
Now we broke up she be callin' ya boy a hater
Cause all I do is use her for glorifyin' my
My treasure's up in Heaven, 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 could spend six
Simply I'm satisfied in the sensie
And it's sickenin' that knowin' God ain't good
We gotta tell 'em they can get rich
Now this is heresy, false, it's not
2nd chapter 8 and verse 2
that and please believe that
Forget a c-note, man, they pockets was
still had joy