Luyện nghe bài hát Dollars Make Sense

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

g]
Dollars make sense, all incorporated
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 everything I need, and weed
Since my arrival, based on modern-day survival
Evrything is technicality, everything on reality
So how do I get paid, all licks nowadays
They me laid, dropped and plagued, ak mouth is sprayed
It's like I'm blind, and I just 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 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 side, livin up in your eyes, surprise
Hangin on the corners where the brothers be comin up
The gangbangers be up, the type of brothers that roll with us
High tech with much respect, all that g's swarmin
Like g-funk in your eyes and make you see we that cashflow
Put em in a lasso, try to sweat, no joke
We illa your side, in the back we get hot, bump and hit em up
the jigs up,
Freaks from the to the east to the south where they chief
Kurupt in the mind, young gotti down the raw dog flict
I ain't no tricks, nigga wildstyle, enemies get down
We rock the shows, slammin do's, cali to

So chop it up, I'm kick some shit about what's goin on
to get my loot up so I suit up
Looked in the said 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 best believe I'd die to it
Anywhere in the world I'm with my pockets 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 watchin me, hope I slip and my knees
I'ma have to you at the pond, you should just be thinkin c's
Comin out at ease, no what I'm still hard to please
Flap flappin sky, be til the day I leave so sneeze

reel tight

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

We, and stackin, packin, strappin, what's happenin? rollin
Cruise-controllin, the fo' and daynes up
Get the hell up, trump-tight just in case I'm lavish
Tryin ta fade me, you crazy ladies, babies
Men are shady, straight make me drink til my thoughts get
I think, maybe if I blink things get back gravy
But loccs in the hood they be makin 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
the sale 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
Comin out the do', we to wall
get in the business,
Tell me waht's the call, we to the to ball
We can't just up,
Gotta bunch 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 gold
Ready to make the world go
to get it cos I'm down wit it
Now shitty the city, causin critics to bite tongues
Ain't the one, with the shotgun,
My town to your town on the for them papers

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It's like brother brother brother how you em get down?
From the lbc to the chi-town, straight 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 spit coast to coast love from your homey g dove

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