Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Game

Check one, check two, lets take a
I done did the game which way but loose
Nothing left to do except my cash
And I bet that ass that the mex gon'
Put the on paper, threw away my pager
'cause these keep callin from locs to cookie baker
Mama em from the hate, now I'm hard with the pain
I'm in the place in your face tryin to sell you a
I break records in texas creepin in and benzes
And a pretender if he step up to the bartender
I bet I check and wreck a sucker riding to bumper
I might dump the whole and miss and hit your uncle
I ain't trippin, flippin, sippin on lipton
Diggin women in the lemon, g livin
I was driven to my last nerve, curbs
twenties on a grass hurst
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No
Welcome to the game
This is we don't play
your boys with no brains

I remember ago I never got no love
Still I knew that one day I'd be
I used to stand in the trying to smoke your bud
Just hopin that the blunt pass me up
I to ask for a sip of your syrup
I used to never walk with the white cup
Now I eat eighteen steaks, on silver
fanin my face, others give me grapes
By the grace of god, I was the job
To run through the rap game corn on the cob
So in my test, I bought my sets in the southwest
I ain't got no credit cards except express
I'ma dress my baby girl and the whole damn world
If you needs happy p got my referal
Your head to the sounds of the sp mex
in the lex with a dog named plex
Southside to the north, at the old course
The valet the white porsche with the bulletproof

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It's the l-o-s
the pistola, oh me oh my
My nina like the sun, I never ask for a crumb
For breakfast my chef me eggs-fuyon
come from the hills of ghetto thrills and chills
Three wheelin, dope dealin, nothin but squeels
My third wish was to this curse and myth
Now I'm worldwide status on your dish
Punk checker, chump wrecker, got the and the pepper
Left a mark in the game and never been a stepper
Leopard skin on my couch, be like oscar the
the streets, pullin rocks out my kangaroo pouch
But I told these boys, never at my
Whether it's the ounce that leather on my couch
A dollars a week, my baby girl's allowance
Dope bouncin cash to my forgein accounts

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