Luyện nghe bài hát Dollar Signs

(Hook/Chorus - Wei)
signs, money, cash, currency (yeah)
What it's all in the industry (tell em)
Stack checks, cars, chains, and (oh!)
did all the real music go? (huh? ha!)
Dollar (x2)
all they see in their enterprise
Dollar (x2)
It's all we see at the end of
signs!

(Verse 1 - Shado)
Every artist a story to the table
We brothers, can and able disabled inside fable
Question...What's satellite the cable?
this competition revolving around enables
us to change the game with a flame that never out
bringing rage to the bangs never turn out
testing in a cage will never work out
but I'm insane in the with a chain that lurks out
to you, soon to be tattooed,
everything is now seeming to smell like some cat
fishy, all i see is broken dishes in the
Lil mama in the corner scream and
now you can see me doing everything wished for
got rid of the fakes, now all i have is
all I'm now are questions like "Who's this"
but don't I'm just laying down the blueprint

(Verse 2 - 1Chance)
If you got it it's easy to get caught in the hype
But if you don't, then you're living through the lyrics you write
Fellas get on the mic, and spit a mean story in the
And tell you all of things, but you don't hear the truth
But they need it as long as they making revenue
That's the reason keeping it real is they never do
in the video clips, got people really thinking that they that rich
You see the gliss and the glam, and then you to the story they speak
It don't match; you getting but you be on the street
Slinging the grip and the heat, that's all fake, it no debate
And those the guys that these people like to over
If creative with a message in your rhymes
And you're whack and they ain't showing no respect to your design
They swear at your behind, but I'm far from that -- I keep it and I go hard with raps

(Verse 3 - T.Y.J. (The Jordan))
You taking bout your cash, you how you got fame
Light me up and I will spit it a hot flame
I be popping, I be like I hit a vein
And I be flying in the sky, I'll passing
All you got no attitude
And I be within the rap like I'm made of glue
I will bite your heads off I'm making stew
You gotta look at rap another point of view
I'm really that is what I'm made of
Put my heart in game, yes I got love
You guys are all fake scripted, movie
And I be repping for my brothers and all of my
Making and that is how I cause trouble
I my own risks and I don't need a stunt double
You say getting money, you say you're getting sex
It ain't nothing if you really no respect