Luyện nghe bài hát Another Day, Another Dollar

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

the shocker]
Seems it's a trip what 'll do
For a grip in 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 that's dropped
them niggas starin' while they glarin'
I hit tha block(woo shit)
On my way to check me a grip
It's about that
I got my hand upon my
my money be on my mind
Stay from these niggas
That be shady like a
I try to 'em love
And get ta they can be me
But a I'll blast you
If I to(why? )
cash rules(damn)

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

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

the shocker]
Bitch i'ma g like all tha way
So nigga they betta just away
(talkin' shit)
And still cross-over like
I do pimpin' than scottie
A nigga violent,
Plus I'm silent, so you know a nigga a it
(whassup, whassup)
And some of these niggas
don't understand
Cause if I die or
Go to the pen(uh huh)
Shit huh, be tha man(damn)
And I be to hop in
Some shit(like that)
See if I had a
For ever nigga told me they gonna
Shit, I be
Kinda had ons
Them gold thangs like some diamonds
With my right behind me
Nigga you know, just to find me
Just to get a buck,
on the cut before the taz hit
But I been in this game so
Shit, I mastered it
By any
The fiends, the more green I have
I just back
And them, go out and get tha cash
And I laugh(ha ha ha ha)
I'm all about my paper

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

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