Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Money

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

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

Couldn't the life I live
that
I could die any minute, I get high minute
with snake niggas, and sleepin' with foul bitches
Came thru on the lightest whip two pounds in it
Pull where the hustlers be
Why's
Cause I get chills when you talk of Gs
So I'm always where the be at
it mean
I can blow five bricks to ten in an if that
away from where the cowards be at
Why's
Time is money god, and you can't get an hour
Or I do it again to get the power back
Have godfather status, niggas bow to that
You can all shine and glitter and keep the
Fives and tens, for and up, we dummy it up
Make a lot of money, and bummy and what
money aint shit, respect is everything
So if I kill niggas dead, ask me shit
I take blunts to the head, so pass me shit
I'd rather die from a bullet, than a nasty
If the good die young, all that to me
Is that the hood die young/ We call it the last
What you know about a house to fight pits in
Or blowin' weed smoke on the that write tickets
and what, shit we can semi it up
With your on the wall, in memory of
Stay in sync with the hood, gray minks with the
We tryin' to get money like chinks in the
They ask me how I'm now
I tell and#8216em better them
And if your man
He can get in him
And if you told them
Then you better tell him
Ay yo, now see
Who you know fuckin with Sheek Luc,
And S'

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

So we speakin', all I know your face be leakin'
I rap time and still pump bass on the weekend
A nigga hoppin' all the map
And what you
That niggas with paper take longer to crap
That's why chance I me a gat
And why you rather buy you a
I aim at brain
Nigga, is all we know, so how we gon go broke
When we can just all yall dough
And then fly out to Cuba, and get in the fields
Die off the buddha, fifty and fifty
drama cause Gianconna got Kennedy killed
If you come thru in a jet, you wit us
when the coke price was up
It was to us
We got blocks full of
Weed and Seen bullets pop off
Cause of and lust
And the big dogs die
Who gon feed the
My niggas is here, so you know the circle is
I circle the block, and cut off the
Pray to
Cause when the come in, we carry shotguns
Dem with the most ice, get the hot ones
on your job, nigga I'ma stay on mine
And if I my voice nigga, I'ma flow online
And by year, we should have a thousand guns
Ruff Ryde, Ryde or Die Volume One

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 die over dope money (Let's go)
Bust your nine niggas, Side by niggas (C'mon)
We hit the ?wreek? of law, Run and hide (Let's go)
Death is the only thing might divide niggas (C'mon)
So don't around with them Ryde or Die niggas (Let's go)