Luyện nghe bài hát Adding Up

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

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

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

1]
Aye, pressure my motive (motive), I'm thumbin' through something, we out the motor
I in the bucket, dress up like a woman (come here bitch), I jump out and bust it in front of the Kroger
Tried to hold on to the holy approach, play for keeps, you gotta know approachin'
Hit a sweep, a lot of my homies, couldn't sleep, Julio, he the closest
Brought the Range out, whippin' the rover, change out, nigga, you know it
change now, I'ma stay focused, just notice, but try not to notice
Big load, bring a pack to the show, we back now, bringin' it
Countin' good, my [?] intact, I'm hood, I perfected a
This I can see through the glass, SS with a digital dash
With a turbo, goin' launch mode, doin' circles, still the gas
I signed for a brick and a half, touchdown to a in cash
I'm in the vet, I'm gettin' neck 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' 'cause these ain't mad enough (they ain't)
Bitch, I'm never goin' broke, shit, my money keed up (Gates)
I'ma on thumbin' through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh (Gates)

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

2]
Now we back talkin', got out my feelings, nine, engine got real symbols (do you, Gates)
Glock 9, that 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 consider, Goddamn, hm, I get the picture
seal one, lower the ticket, vacuum seal numb, I'm 'bout to kill it
Get mad, bitch niggas ability, drop racks, offender a
'Bout to sit down, talk with the city, my big round, lower the sentence
Bigger bitch down, holdin' her titties, meanwhile, while controllin' the
help 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
you see me, you know I be glistenin', lil sneak peak, you know I be listenin'
Sound upset, why is you I'ma tap something, make them come get you

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

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

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

Luca