Luyện nghe bài hát Another Day, Another Dollar - Tru

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Yeah, t-r-u, all about the paper
Young silkk, 'bout to 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 sharper a fade (like that)
Ridin' through the hood in somethin'
Like the coupe that's
Have them niggas starin' while they
I hit tha block(woo shit)
On my way to check me a grip
It's that time
I got my hand upon my
Plus my money be on my
Stay away from these
That be shady a tree
I try to show 'em
And get ta thinkin' can be me
But a nigga I'll you
If I to(why? )
Because rules(damn)

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

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

the shocker]
Bitch g nigga like all tha way
So nigga betta just fall away
(talkin' shit)
And still like hardaway
I do pimpin' than scottie
A fuckin' violent,
I'm silent, so you know a nigga a 'bout it
(whassup, whassup)
And some of niggas 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
Some shit(like that)
See if I had a
For ever nigga told me they major
Shit, I be
Kinda had ons
Them thangs spinnin' like some diamonds
With my clique 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 I have
I kick back
And watch them, go out and get tha
And I laugh(ha ha ha ha)
I'm all about my paper

[silkk the
I tru to tha ghetto
Even if I a mill'
Cause that's the place I can go
When I'm and I keeps it trill
You besta
How I be my mail(what? )
it be sun out,
Rain, snow, sleet, or
You I gots to, watch my back
And be 'for shure
(they fuck with you)
it's a proven fact(what? )
That some of hoes jack(tell 'em)
I stay posted and be
trip
Cause how can I a grip
And be a teenager
You know they can't me
But they will try(nah can't fuck with you)
Even though I a vest
And two you know i'ma still die(damn)
But until then I'm 'bout my paper
Cause ain't no back
And ain't no that(savin' that)
Can't take 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 'bout that
Tha paper you know what I'm sayin'
Breakin' bread, it's all
We all 'bout tha
Dividends, dollars, mulah, money,
Or whateva the fuck you wanna it