Luyện nghe bài hát Dollars Make Sense

[kurupt
Y'all don't nothin about this hee-are
Hahahahahahaha, yeah! it's young gotti
Hehaha, sup g? it's my homeboy, huh?
With my niggas conflict, huh?
Chillin, huh? bumpin, puffin on a little bit of hay
*toke*

g]
Dollars make sense, all incorporated
I'ma get it all, since a bg I did it all, was in it all
When I thought I was in the wrong
Couple tokes,
Got everything I need, hennessey and
Since my arrival, on this modern-day survival
Evrything is technicality, based on reality
So how do I get paid, all these nowadays
They me laid, dropped and plagued, ak mouth is sprayed
It's I'm blind, and I just can't see
g, i'ma holler at the homey shorty b
"shorty b it's me!", g dove, I'm out to make a
So call crucial conflict and let's make us some shit

Look at me on the
Tryin to my tips, comin in a big ole ride
With all that bumpin side, up in your eyes, surprise
Hangin on the where the young brothers be comin up
The gangbangers be gunnin up, the type of brothers roll with us
tech with much respect, with all that g's swarmin
Like g-funk in your eyes and make you see we about that
Put em in a lasso, don't try to sweat, no
We illa your side, in the we get hot, trade bump and hit em up
the jigs up,
Freaks from the west to the east to the south where they
in the mind, young gotti down with the raw dog flict
I ain't no tricks, wildstyle, enemies get closed down
We rock the shows, slammin do's, to chi-town

So chop it up, I'm gonna kick some about what's goin on
to get my loot up so I suit up
Looked in the mirror said to myself "it's be gone"
I'm sick of thru the things that I have to do do
Cops are happy to jack fools, I'm strictly ever gank move
I hate to be the one that to take it
But you best believe I'd die to it
in the world I'm standin with my pockets naked
Set it out set it out, that's what i'ma
On some slick, to come up quick, witta trusty ole dollar
Watchin you watchin me, I slip and bust my knees
have to greet you at the pond, you should just be thinkin c's
Comin out at ease, no matter what I'm still hard to
flappin sky, be real til the day I leave so sneeze

Chorus: reel

bout that money, dollar
Gettin that money, gettin
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We, smackin and stackin, packin, strappin, happenin? rollin
Cruise-controllin, the fo' and swell up
Get the up, trump-tight click just in case I'm lavish
Tryin ta fade me, you ladies, babies created
Men are shady, straight make me til my thoughts get swavy
I think, maybe if I blink things will get gravy
But loccs in the hood they lord be makin it hard so
But I gotta stay at the table, cos that raw dope is will pay me
Westside of california, on these corners pimpin
Retire out on the lakefront, blunts
Takin the sale g, me like the male be
To the westside I'm a mental, all the regulators me

Don't kick it out, do this
out the do', we down to wall
get in the business,
Tell me waht's the call, we to the to ball
We can't just up,
Gotta whole bunch of dependin on this, sho'nuff
This only is for brothers,
Feel to the business so slow up
And we still up on a mini gold
Ready to make the world go
Bound to get it cos I'm wit it
Now shitty the city, causin critics to bite tongues
Ain't the one, the shotgun, showdown
My to your town on the rebound for them papers

g]
It's like brother brother how you make em get down?
From the lbc to the chi-town, westside straight down
switches and we checkin all snitches
Gettin all riches, and flossin in our
It's time for new hits, one of us
You know I some coast to coast love from your homey g dove

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