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!)
Where did all the real 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 brings a to the table
We brothers, can and able inside this fable
Question...What's satellite without the
this competition revolving itself enables
us to the game with a flame that never burns out
rage to the bangs that never turn out
testing range in a cage never work out
but I'm insane in the brain with a chain that out
to you, soon to be tattooed,
everything is now to smell like some cat food
fishy, all i see is broken in the kitchen
Lil mama in the corner and twisting
now you can see me doing everything wished for
got rid of the fakes, now all i is kinfolk
all I'm now are questions like "Who's this"
but don't worry I'm just laying down the

(Verse 2 - 1Chance)
If you got it then 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 in the booth
And tell you all types of things, but you don't hear the
But they don't need it as long as making revenue
That's the reason it real is something they never do
Brainwashed in the video clips, got people thinking that they that rich
You see the gliss and the glam, and then you listen to the they speak
It don't match; you paper but you be on the street
Slinging the grip and the heat, that's all fake, it no debate
And those the that these people like to over rate
If you're creative a message in your rhymes
And you're whack and then they ain't showing no respect to your
They swear at your behind, but I'm far from -- I keep it real and I go hard with raps

(Verse 3 - T.Y.J. (The Jordan))
You taking your cash, you talking how you got fame
Light me up and I will it with a hot flame
I be popping, I be like I hit a vein
And I be flying in the sky, I'll planes
All you rappers got no
And I be stuck within the rap like I'm made of
I will bite heads off like I'm making stew
You gotta look at rap from another point of
I'm really motivated that is 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 and all of my team
Making enemies and that is how I trouble
I take my own risks and I don't need a stunt
You say you're money, you say you're getting sex
It nothing if you really getting no respect