Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Money

What,
You over there
dog
Second nigga, real L.O.X

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

Couldn't the life I live
Why's
I could die any minute, I get high minute
Fuckin' with snake niggas, and sleepin' with foul
Came thru on the lightest whip two pounds in it
Pull over the hustlers be
Why's
Cause I get chills when you talk of Gs
So I'm always the powder be at
What it
I can blow five to ten in an hour if that
Stay away from where the be at
Why's
Time is money god, and you can't get an hour
Or I would do it again to get the power
Have godfather status, make bow to that
You can all shine and and keep the ones
and tens, for twenties and up, we dummy it up
Make a lot of money, and look and what
Cause aint shit, respect is everything
So if I niggas dead, don't ask me shit
I take blunts to the head, so don't me shit
I'd die from a bullet, than a nasty bitch
If the good die young, all mean to me
Is that the hood die young/ We call it the days
What you know about coppin a house to pits in
Or blowin' weed on the cops that write tickets
Henny and what, shit we can it up
With your picture on the wall, in of
in sync with the hood, gray minks with the hood
We to get money like chinks in the hood
ask me how I'm doing now
I tell and#8216em better than
And if your man
He can get in him
And if you told once
Then you better tell him
Ay yo, now see
Who you know with Sheek Luc, Jadakiss
And S'

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

So we speakin', all I know your face will be
I rap time and still pump bass on the weekend
A nigga all over the map
And what you
That niggas long paper take longer to crap
That's why every I me a gat
And why you buy you a chain
I aim at brain
Nigga, robbery is all we know, so how we gon go
When we can just all yall dough
And then fly out to Cuba, and get in the coke
Die off the buddha, fifty and fifty
Bring drama cause Gianconna got killed
If you thru in a jet, you frontin' wit us
Cause when the price was up
It was to us
We got full of heroin
Weed and Seen bullets pop off
Cause of greed and
And the big dogs die
Who gon feed the
My niggas is here, so you the circle is tight
I circle the block, and cut off the
Pray to
Cause when the cops come in, we shotguns
Dem niggas with the ice, get the hot ones
Stay on your job, nigga stay on mine
And if I lose my voice nigga, I'ma flow
And by next year, we should have a 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 money (Let's go)
Car house in the smoke, dope money (C'mon)
All my will die over dope money (Let's go)
Bust nine niggas, Side by side niggas (C'mon)
We hit the ?wreek? of law, Run and hide (Let's go)
Death is the only that might divide niggas (C'mon)
So don't fuck around with them Ryde or Die (Let's go)