Luyện nghe bài hát Dollars Make Sense

[kurupt
Y'all don't know nothin about this
Hahahahahahaha, yeah! kurupt young gotti
Hehaha, sup g? it's my homeboy, huh?
With my crucial conflict, huh?
Chillin, huh? bumpin, puffin on a 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
When I first thought I was in the
tokes, alcohol
Got everything I need, and weed
my arrival, based on this modern-day survival
Evrything is technicality, everything on reality
So how do I get paid, all these nowadays
They me laid, dropped and plagued, ak mouth is sprayed
It's like I'm blind, and I can't see
Warren g, i'ma holler at the homey b
"shorty b it's me!", g dove, I'm out to a grip
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 that roll us
High with much respect, with all that g's swarmin
Like g-funk in your and make you see we about that cashflow
Put em in a lasso, try to sweat, no joke
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 where they chief
Kurupt in the mind, gotti down 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 myself "it's be gone"
I'm sick of goin thru the things I have to do do
Cops are happy to jack fools, I'm ever gon' gank move
I to be the one that have to take it
But you believe I'd die to make it
Anywhere in the world I'm standin with my pockets
Set it out set it out, that's what i'ma
On some slick, tryin to come up quick, witta trusty ole
Watchin you watchin me, hope I slip and my knees
I'ma have to greet you at the pond, you just be thinkin c's
Comin out at ease, no what I'm still hard to please
flappin sky, be real til the day I leave so sneeze

Chorus: reel

Talin that money, dollar
that money, gettin paid
x3*

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

Don't kick it out, let's do
Comin out the do', we to wall
get in the business,
Tell me the call, we to the fall to ball
We can't just up,
Gotta whole of homies dependin on this, sho'nuff
This only is for brothers,
Feel to the business so slow up
And we still up on a mini rush
Ready to make the world go
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 like brother brother how you make em get down?
From the lbc to the chi-town, straight gettin down
switches and we checkin all snitches
Gettin all riches, and in our pictures
It's for some new hits, one of us
You know I spit some coast to coast love from homey g dove

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