Luyện nghe bài hát Dollar Signs

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

(Verse 1 - Shado)
Every artist brings a story to the
We brothers, can and able disabled inside fable
Question...What's satellite the cable?
this competition around itself enables
us to change the game with a flame that burns out
bringing to the bangs that never turn out
range in a cage will never work out
but I'm in the brain with a chain that lurks out
to you, soon to be tattooed,
is now seeming to smell like some cat food
fishy, all i see is broken in the kitchen
Lil mama in the corner scream and
now you can see me everything I've 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 I'm just laying down the blueprint

(Verse 2 - 1Chance)
If you got it then easy to get caught in the hype
But if you don't, you're only living through the lyrics you write
get on the mic, and spit a mean story 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 keeping it real is something 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 story they
It don't match; you getting paper but you be on the
Slinging the and the heat, that's all fake, it ain't no debate
And those the guys that people like to over rate
If you're creative with a message in rhymes
And you're and then they ain't showing no respect to your design
They swear at behind, but I'm far from that -- I keep it real and I go hard with raps

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