Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Money

What,
(This goes out to the public)
Yo, you over Styles? Yeah dog
(Anybody on us)
Second album nigga, two guns up
Real L.O.X.,
"We Are the Streets" nigga, y'all who the best
(C'mon)
Fuck y'all niggas do, what, what?
(Let's go)

Couldn't live the life I
(Yo that)
I could die any minute, I get every minute
Fuckin' with snake niggas, and sleepin' foul bitches
Came through in the latest with two pounds in it

Pull where the hustlers be
(And that)
'Cause I get when you talk of hustlin' ki's
So I'm where the powder be at
(What it mean)
I can blow five bricks to ten in an if that

away from where the cowards be at
(Why's that)
Time is money God, and you can't get an back
Or I would do it again to get the power
Have status, make niggas bow to that

You could all shine and glitter and the ones
Fives and tens, for twenties and up, we it up
Make a lot of money, look bummy and
money ain't shit, respect is everything

So if I kill niggas dead, ask me shit
I smoke blunts to the head, so pass me shit
I'd rather die a bullet, than a nasty bitch
say the good die young, all that mean to me

Is the hood die young, we call it the last days
What you know about coppin' a house to fight in
Or blowin' weed smoke on the cops that write
Henny iy up, we can semi it up

a picture of you on the wall, 'In Memory Of'
Stay in sync with the hood, minks with the hood
We tryin' to get money chinks in the hood
They ask me how I'm now, I tell 'em better than them

And if your man front, he can get in him
And if you told once, then you better tell him again
Ay yo, now see
Who you fuckin' with Sheek Luc, Jadakiss, and S.P.

From dope money to rap money, back to dope
(C'mon)
From loaded to empty ones, over dope money
(Let's go)
We got the car house and the smoke, with the dope
(C'mon)
All my that died, over dope money
(Let's go)

Bust nine niggas, side by side niggas
(C'mon)
If we get the RICO law, we go run and niggas
(Let's go)
Death is the thing that might divide niggas
(C'mon)
So don't fuck around with them or Die niggas
(Let's go)

Basically speakin', all I your face will be leakin'
I rap full time and still pump on the weekend
A nigga hoppin' all the map, and what you learned
That niggas with long paper take to crack

why every chance I buy me a gat
Why you buy you a chain, I aim at your brain
Nigga, robbery is all we know, so how we go broke
When we could always take all y'all

And then fly out to Cuba and get in the fields
Die off the Buddha, fifty with mill
Bring drama cause Gianconna got Kennedy
If you come in a jet, then you frontin' to us

Cause when the coke price was up, it was to us
We got blocks full of heroin, and dust
Seen bullets pop off, of greed and lust
And when the big dogs die, who gon' feed the

My is here, so you know the circle is tight
I the block, and cut off the lights, pray to Christ
And when the cops come, we don't care, we got
And niggas with the most ice, get the hot

Stay on job, nigga I'ma stay on mine
And if I lose my voice nigga, flow online
And by next year, we should have a guns
Nigga Ruff Ryde, or Die Volume One

From dope money to rap money, to dope money
(C'mon)
From loaded guns to empty ones, dope money
(Let's go)
We got the car and the smoke, with the dope money
(C'mon)
All my that died, over dope money
(Let's go)

Bust your nine niggas, side by niggas
(C'mon)
If we get the law, we go run and hide niggas
(Let's go)
Death is the only thing that divide niggas
(C'mon)
So don't fuck around with them Ryde or Die
(Let's go)