Luyện nghe bài hát Dollars Make Sense

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

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

Look at me on the
to stack my tips, comin in a big ole ride
With all bumpin side, livin up in your eyes, surprise
Hangin on the corners the young brothers be comin up
The gangbangers be gunnin up, the type of brothers roll with 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, don't try to sweat, no
We your side, in the back we get hot, trade bump and hit em up
the jigs up,
Freaks the west to the east to the south where they chief
Kurupt in the mind, gotti down with the raw dog flict
I ain't no tricks, nigga wildstyle, enemies get closed
We rock the shows, do's, cali to chi-town

So chop it up, I'm gonna kick some shit about goin on
to get my loot up so I suit up
Looked in the mirror to myself "it's gon' be gone"
I'm sick of goin thru the things that I to do do
Cops are happy to jack fools, I'm strictly ever gon' move
I hate to be the one that to take it
But you believe I'd die to make it
in the world I'm standin with my pockets naked
Set it out set it out, that's what holler
On some slick, tryin to come up quick, witta trusty ole
Watchin you watchin me, hope I 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 hard to please
Flap flappin sky, be real til the day I so sneeze

reel tight

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

We, smackin and stackin, packin, strappin, happenin? rollin
Cruise-controllin, the fo' and swell up
Get the hell up, click just in case I'm lavish
Tryin ta fade me, you crazy ladies, created
Men are shady, make me drink til my thoughts get swavy
I think, maybe if I blink will get back gravy
But loccs in the they lord be makin it hard so lately
But I gotta stay at the table, cos raw dope is that will pay me
Westside of california, on these corners 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 it out, let's do this
Comin out the do', we down to
get in the business,
Tell me waht's the call, we to the fall to
We can't fold up,
Gotta whole bunch of homies on this, sho'nuff
only hustle is for brothers,
Feel to bring the so slow up
And we still up on a gold rush
Ready to the world go down
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

g]
It's like brother brother how you make em get down?
From the lbc to the chi-town, straight gettin down
Hittin switches and we all snitches
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 homey g

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