Luyện nghe bài hát Another Day, Another Dollar

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Yeah, t-r-u, all the paper chase
silkk, 'bout to take y'all foos on a journey

[silkk the
it's a trip what niggas 'll do
For a in this day and age
See I be tryin' to get and
Keep my game than a fade (like that)
Ridin' through the hood in somethin'
Like the coupe dropped
Have them niggas starin' while glarin'
I hit tha block(woo shit)
On my way to me a motherfuckin' grip
It's about time
I got my upon my nine
Plus my money be on my
away from these niggas
That be shady a tree
I try to 'em love
And get ta they can be me
But a nigga blast you
If I to(why? )
Because rules(damn)

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Another day dollar
I'm all about money an power
And if ya feel me then
If you can't a coward
I'm all tha dollar bills that I make
a day another dolla
Another another day

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Dolla
dolla dolla bill y'all...x3
Dolla bill
Dolla bill y'all
Dolla dolla dolla bill

the shocker]
Bitch i'ma g like all tha way
So they betta just fall away
(talkin' shit)
And still like hardaway
I do pimpin' than scottie
A nigga violent,
I'm silent, so you know a nigga a 'bout it
(whassup, whassup)
And some of these show
They don't
Cause if I die or
Go to the pen(uh huh)
huh, i'ma be tha man(damn)
And I be to hop in
gangsta shit(like that)
See if I had a
For nigga told me they gonna major
Shit, I be
Kinda had ons
Them gold thangs spinnin' some diamonds
With my clique behind me
Nigga you know, just where to me
tryin' to get a buck,
Comeup on the cut the taz hit
But I been in this game so
Shit, I mastered it
By any
The more fiends, the more I have
I just back
And them, go out and get tha cash
And I laugh(ha ha ha ha)
I'm just all my paper

[silkk the
I tru to tha ghetto
if I make a mill'
Cause the only place I can go
When I'm broke and I keeps it
You besta
How I be my mail(what? )
it be sun out,
Rain, snow, sleet, or
You know I gots to, my back
And be 'for shure
(they can't with you)
Beacause it's a fact(what? )
That of these hoes jack(tell 'em)
I stay and be major
trip
Cause how can I a grip
And be a teenager
You they can't fade me
But they will try(nah they can't with you)
Even I wear a vest
And two straps you know still die(damn)
But until then I'm my paper black
ain't no turnin' back
And no savin' that(savin' that)
Can't take with me
So I I'll be a dead g
And ain't for cryin' over me

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Heh, silkk
T-r-u, heh, we 'bout money
Tha paper chase you know what I'm
Breakin' bread, all real
We all tha motherfuckin'
Dividends, dollars, mulah, money,
Or whateva the fuck you wanna it