Luyện nghe bài hát Dollars Make Sense

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

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

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

So chop it up, I'm gonna kick shit about what's goin on
Have to get my up so I suit up
Looked in the said to myself "it's gon' be gone"
I'm sick of goin the things that I have to do do
Cops are happy to fools, I'm strictly ever gon' gank move
I hate to be the one have 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 i'ma holler
On some slick, tryin to come up quick, trusty ole dollar
Watchin you watchin me, hope I slip and bust my
I'ma have to greet you at the pond, you should just be c's
Comin out at ease, no matter what I'm still to please
Flap flappin sky, be real til the day I leave so

reel tight

Talin bout money, dollar
Gettin that money, paid
x3*

We, smackin and stackin, packin, strappin, what's rollin
Cruise-controllin, the fo' and swell up
Get the hell up, trump-tight click just in case I'm
ta fade me, you crazy ladies, babies created
Men are shady, straight me drink til my thoughts get swavy
I think, if I blink things will get back gravy
But loccs in the hood they lord be makin it hard so
But I gotta stay at the table, cos that raw is that will pay me
of california, on these corners pimpin daily
Retire out on the lakefront, blunts
the sale g, trap me like the male be
To the westside I'm a mental, all the trail me

Don't it out, let's do this
out the do', we down to wall
get in the business,
Tell me waht's the call, we to the fall to
We can't just up,
Gotta whole bunch of homies on this, sho'nuff
only hustle 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
the one, with the shotgun, showdown
My to your town on the rebound for them papers

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

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