Luyện nghe bài hát Another Day, Another Dollar

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

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

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Another day another
I'm all about that an power
And if ya me then holla
If you you's a coward
I'm all about tha dollar that I make
It's a day dolla
dolla another day

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

the shocker]
Bitch g nigga like all tha way
So nigga they betta fall away
(talkin' shit)
And cross-over like hardaway
I do pimpin' than scottie
A nigga violent,
Plus I'm silent, so you 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)
Shit huh, be tha man(damn)
And I be to hop in
gangsta shit(like that)
See if I had a
For ever nigga me they gonna major
Shit, I be
Kinda had ons
Them gold spinnin' like some diamonds
With my right behind me
Nigga you know, just where to me
Just to get a buck,
Comeup on the cut the taz hit
But I been in this game so
Shit, I done it
By any
The more fiends, the more green I
I just kick
And them, go out and get tha cash
And I laugh(ha ha ha ha)
I'm just all about my

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

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