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 while I'm doin' my verse, 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 up (shit ain't addin' up)
keep on flexin' 'cause these niggas ain't mad enough (I'm doin' it)
Bitch, I'm never goin' broke, shit, my money keed up
I'ma on thumbin' through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh

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

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

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

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

2]
Now we back talkin', got out my feelings, chalk nine, got real symbols (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 mention, I don't deliver, ex-girlfriend, I don't remember (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 ability, drop racks, offender a cynic
to sit down, talk with the city, free my big round, lower the sentence
Bigger bitch down, her titties, meanwhile, while controllin' the seating
Need help now, loan you a penny, down, would've gave you a ticket
Big feet, bitch, why is you Don't get loud, talk with a whisper
When you see me, you know I be glistenin', lil sneak peak, you know I be
Sound upset, why is you I'ma tap something, make them come get you

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 mad)
Bitch, I'm never goin' broke, shit, my money keed up (pew)
keep on thumbin' 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, I'ma addin' up (add it up)
Seven mil', eight mil', uh, keep addin' up (add it up)

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

Luca