Luyện nghe bài hát Adding Up

My dog in this (Luca Brasi)
My bad, dog (yeah)
Line 'em up, (you know, man, I'm sorry)
Do it I'm doin' my verse, fuck it
Then after that, we can do it, you know up
Huh, yeah, record all this,

Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that shit ain't addin' up (shit ain't up)
I'ma keep on flexin' these niggas ain't mad enough (I'm doin' it)
Bitch, I'm never goin' broke, shit, my keed addin' up
I'ma keep on through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh

One mil', two mil', uh, keep addin' up
Three mil', four mil', uh, keep stackin' up
mil', six mil', uh, I'ma keep addin' up (add it up)
Seven mil', eight mil', uh, money addin' up (add it up)

1]
Aye, pressure my motive (motive), I'm thumbin' through something, we out the motor
I jump in the bucket, dress up like a (come here bitch), I jump out and bust it in front of the Kroger
Tried to hold on to the holy approach, for keeps, you gotta know it's approachin'
Hit a sweep, took a lot of my homies, sleep, Julio, he the closest
Brought the Range out, the rover, puttin' change out, nigga, you know it
Don't change now, I'ma focused, just notice, but try not to notice
Big load, bring a pack to the show, we back now, it back
Countin' good, my [?] intact, I'm hood, I perfected a
means I can see through the glass, SS with a digital dash
With a turbo, launch mode, doin' circles, still hittin' the gas
I signed for a and a half, touchdown to a milli in cash
I'm in the vet, I'm gettin' from a giraffe and I pray to God we don't crash
Yeah, oh

Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that shit addin' up (shit ain't addin' up)
I'ma keep on flexin' these niggas ain't mad enough (they ain't)
Bitch, I'm goin' broke, shit, my money keed addin' up (Gates)
keep on thumbin' through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh (Gates)

One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma addin' up (Gates, Gates)
Three mil', mil', uh, I'ma keep stackin' up (add it up)
Five mil', six mil', uh, keep addin' up (Gates, Gates)
Seven mil', eight mil', uh, money keep up (Gates, Gates)

2]
Now we back talkin', got out my feelings, chalk nine, engine got real (do you, Gates)
Glock 9, throwin' in the blender, do I gotta mention I'm in the kitchen (I'm in this bitch)
Do I gotta mention, I don't deliver, ex-girlfriend, I don't (do you, Gates)
Ex-boyfriend, she don't consider, Goddamn, hm, I get the
Vacuum seal one, lower the ticket, vacuum numb, I'm 'bout to kill it
Get mad, bitch ability, drop racks, offender a cynic
'Bout to sit down, talk the city, free my big round, lower the sentence
Bigger bitch down, holdin' her titties, meanwhile, while the seating
Need now, loan you a penny, stayed down, would've gave you a ticket
Big feet, bitch, why is you trippin'? Don't get loud, talk with a
When you see me, you know I be glistenin', lil sneak peak, you I be listenin'
upset, why is you dissin'? I'ma tap something, make them come get you

Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that shit ain't up (shit ain't addin' up)
I'ma on flexin' 'cause these niggas ain't mad enough (they ain't mad)
Bitch, I'm never goin' broke, shit, my money addin' up (pew)
I'ma keep on thumbin' through hundreds, I count money as fuck, uh

One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma addin' up (Gates, Gates)
Three mil', mil', uh, I'ma keep stackin' up (add it up)
Five mil', six mil', uh, I'ma addin' up (add it up)
mil', eight mil', uh, money keep addin' up (add it up)

Say, Gates, what's
The fuck, dog, I mean, you this nigga, dog?
I just addin' up, dog, lemme show him
You know, I just keep up, you know what I'm sayin'
What up, show him, I'm, huh, I'm him

Luca