Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Game

Check one, check two, take a cruise
I done did the game every which way but
left to do except collect my cash
And I bet that ass the mex gon' last
Put the past on paper, away my pager
'cause these boys keep callin from to cookie baker
Mama em from the hate, now I'm hard with the pain
I'm in the in your face tryin to sell you a tape
I break records in creepin in caddies and benzes
And a pretender if he up to the bullet bartender
I bet I and wreck a sucker riding bumper to bumper
I might dump the whole clip and and hit your uncle
I ain't trippin, flippin, sippin on lipton
Diggin women in the drop lemon, g
I was driven to my nerve, hittin curbs
Puttin on a grass hurst
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No
to the dope game
This is were we play
your boys with no brains

I remember long ago I got no love
Still I knew one day I'd be popular
I to stand in the circle trying to smoke your bud
hopin that the blunt wouldn't pass me up
I to ask for a sip of your syrup
I used to never around with the white cup
Now I eat steaks, on silver plates
Girls fanin my face, others me grapes
By the of god, I was given the job
To run through the rap game like on the cob
So in my test, I bought my sets in the southwest
I ain't got no credit except mexican express
I'ma dress my baby girl and the whole damn world
If you tracks happy p got my referal
head twirl to the sounds of the sp mex
Ridin in the lex with a dog named
to the north, at the old golf course
The valet the white with the bulletproof doors

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It's the c-o-y
the pistola, oh me oh my
My shine like the sun, I never ask for a crumb
For breakfast my chef makes me
I've from the hills of ghetto thrills and chills
Three wheelin, dope dealin, killin but squeels
My third wish was to break curse and myth
Now I'm worldwide status on your dish
Punk checker, chump wrecker, got the salt and the
a mark in the game and never been a half stepper
Leopard skin on my couch, be like oscar the
From the streets, rocks out my kangaroo pouch
But I told boys, never at my house
Whether it's the ounce that leather on my couch
A dollars a week, my baby girl's allowance
Dope house bouncin cash to my forgein

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