Luyện nghe bài hát Dollars Make Sense

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

g]
Dollars make sense, it's all
I'ma get it all, since a bg I did it all, was in it all
I first thought I was in the wrong
Couple tokes,
Got I need, hennessey and weed
Since my arrival, based on this survival
Evrything is technicality, based on reality
So how do I get paid, all licks nowadays
They want me laid, dropped and plagued, ak is sprayed
It's like I'm blind, and I just 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 bomb

Look at me on the
Tryin to my tips, comin in a big ole ride
all that bumpin side, livin up in your eyes, surprise
Hangin on the corners where the brothers be comin up
The be gunnin up, the type of brothers that roll with us
High tech with much respect, with all that g's
Like g-funk in your eyes and make you see we that cashflow
Put em in a lasso, don't try to sweat, no
We illa your side, in the back we get hot, trade 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, get closed down
We rock the shows, slammin do's, to chi-town

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

Chorus: reel

Talin that 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
Tryin ta fade me, you crazy ladies, created
Men are shady, straight make me til my thoughts get swavy
I think, maybe if I things will get back gravy
But loccs in the hood they lord be it hard so lately
But I gotta at the table, cos that raw dope is that will pay me
of california, on these corners pimpin daily
Retire out on the lakefront, smokin
Takin the g, trap me like the male be
To the I'm a mental, all the regulators trail me

Don't kick it out, let's do
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 fold up,
whole bunch of homies dependin on this, sho'nuff
This hustle is for brothers,
Feel to bring the business so up
And we up on a mini gold rush
to make the world go down
Bound to get it cos I'm wit it
Now shitty the city, conflict's critics to bite tongues
Ain't the one, with the shotgun,
My town to your town on the rebound for them

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

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