Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Money

What,
You there Styles?
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 die any minute, I get high every minute
Fuckin' with snake niggas, and sleepin' with bitches
Came on the lightest whip with two pounds in it
Pull over where the be
that
Cause I get chills when you of hustlin' Gs
So I'm where the powder be at
What it
I can five bricks to ten in an hour if that
Stay from where the cowards be at
Why's
Time is money god, and you get an hour back
Or I do it again to get the power back
Have godfather status, make bow to that
You can all shine and and keep the ones
Fives and tens, for twenties and up, we it up
a lot of money, and look bummy and what
Cause money aint shit, is everything
So if I kill niggas dead, ask me shit
I take blunts to the head, so don't me shit
I'd rather die from a bullet, than a bitch
If the die young, all that mean to me
Is that the hood die young/ We call it the days
What you know about a house to fight pits in
Or blowin' weed on the cops that write tickets
Henny and what, shit we can it up
With picture on the wall, in memory of
Stay in with the hood, gray minks with the hood
We tryin' to get like chinks in the hood
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 once
Then you tell him again
Ay yo, now see
Who you know with Sheek Luc, Jadakiss
And S'

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 die over dope money (Let's go)
Bust your nine niggas, Side by 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 fuck around with them Ryde or Die niggas (Let's go)

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

From 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, dope money (C'mon)
All my niggas will die over dope (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 only thing might divide niggas (C'mon)
So don't fuck around with them or Die niggas (Let's go)