Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Game

Check one, check two, lets take a
I done did the game which way but loose
Nothing to do except collect my cash
And I bet that ass that the mex gon'
Put the past on paper, threw my pager
'cause these boys callin from locs to cookie baker
Mama saved em from the hate, now I'm with the pain
I'm in the place in your tryin to sell you a tape
I records in texas creepin in caddies and benzes
And a if he step up to the bullet bartender
I bet I check and a sucker riding bumper 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, hittin
Puttin twenties on a grass
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No
to the dope game
This is were we play
Leave your with no brains

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

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

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