Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Money

What,
You over Styles?
dog
Second album nigga, L.O.X

We run the streets, yall who to bet (C'mon)
Fuck yall (Let's go)

live the life I live
Why's
I could die any minute, I get high minute
with snake niggas, and sleepin' with foul bitches
Came thru on the lightest with two pounds in it
over where the hustlers be
Why's
Cause I get chills you talk of hustlin' Gs
So I'm where the powder be at
it mean
I can blow five to ten in an hour if that
Stay away from where the be at
Why's
is money god, and you can't get an hour back
Or I would do it to get the power back
godfather status, make niggas bow to that
You can all and glitter and keep the ones
and tens, for twenties and up, we dummy it up
Make a lot of money, and bummy and what
Cause money aint shit, is everything
So if I kill niggas dead, don't ask me
I take blunts to the head, so don't me shit
I'd rather die a bullet, than a nasty bitch
If the die young, all that mean to me
Is that the hood die We call it the last days
you know about coppin a house to fight pits in
Or blowin' smoke on the cops that write tickets
Henny and what, shit we can it up
With picture on the wall, in memory of
Stay in sync with the hood, minks with the hood
We tryin' to get money like chinks in the
They ask me how I'm now
I tell and#8216em better them
And if man front
He can get in him
And if you told them
you better tell him again
Ay yo, now see
Who you fuckin with Sheek Luc, Jadakiss
And S'

From dope money to rap money, and back to dope (C'mon)
Loaded guns, the ones, over dope money (Let's go)
Car house in the smoke, over dope (C'mon)
All my niggas will die over dope (Let's go)
your nine niggas, Side by side niggas (C'mon)
We hit the ?wreek? of law, Run and niggas (Let's go)
Death is the only thing that might niggas (C'mon)
So don't fuck around them Ryde or Die niggas (Let's go)

So we speakin', all I your face will be leakin'
I rap full time and still pump on the weekend
A nigga all over the map
And you learn
That niggas with long paper take to crap
why every chance I me a gat
And why you rather buy you a
I aim at your
Nigga, is all we know, so how we gon go broke
When we can just take all yall
And fly out to Cuba, and get in the coke fields
Die off the buddha, and fifty mill
Bring drama cause got Kennedy killed
If you come thru in a jet, you wit us
Cause when the price was up
It was to us
We got blocks of heroin
Weed and dust/ Seen pop off
Cause of and lust
And the big dogs die
Who gon the pups
My niggas is here, so you the circle is tight
I the block, and cut off the lights
to Christ
Cause the cops come in, we carry shotguns
Dem niggas with the ice, get the hot ones
Stay on your job, nigga stay on mine
And if I my voice nigga, I'ma flow online
And by next year, we have a thousand guns
Nigga Ryde, Ryde or Die Volume One

dope money to rap money, and back to dope money (C'mon)
Loaded guns, the empty ones, over dope (Let's go)
Car house in the smoke, over dope (C'mon)
All my niggas will die over dope (Let's go)
Bust your nine niggas, Side by niggas (C'mon)
We hit the of law, Run and hide niggas (Let's go)
Death is the only thing that might niggas (C'mon)
So don't fuck around with them or Die niggas (Let's go)