Luyện nghe bài hát Dollars Make Sense

[kurupt
don't know nothin about this hee-are
Hahahahahahaha, yeah! it's young gotti
Hehaha, sup warren g? it's my homeboy,
With my niggas crucial conflict,
Chillin, bumpin, puffin on a little bit of that 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 thought I was in the wrong
Couple tokes,
Got everything I need, and weed
Since my arrival, based on this survival
Evrything is technicality, everything on reality
So how do I get paid, all licks nowadays
They want me laid, and plagued, ak mouth is sprayed
It's like I'm blind, and I can't see
g, i'ma holler at the homey shorty b
"shorty b it's me!", g dove, I'm out to a grip
So call crucial conflict and let's us some bomb shit

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

So it up, I'm gonna kick 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 that I have to do do
Cops are to jack fools, I'm strictly ever gon' gank move
I hate to be the one that have to it
But you best believe I'd die to it
Anywhere in the world I'm standin with my pockets
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 still hard to
Flap flappin sky, be til the day I leave so sneeze

Chorus: tight

Talin bout that money,
Gettin money, gettin paid
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, straight make me drink til my thoughts get
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 is that will pay me
Westside of california, on these corners pimpin
out on the lakefront, smokin blunts
Takin the sale g, me like the male be
To the westside I'm a mental, all the regulators 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 fold up,
whole 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 rush
Ready to make the go down
Bound to get it cos I'm wit it
Now shitty the city, conflict's causin critics to tongues
Ain't the one, with the shotgun,
My town to your town on the for them papers

g]
It's like brother brother how you make em get down?
From the lbc to the chi-town, westside straight gettin
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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