Luyện nghe bài hát I Got Candy

This for all y'all dat tru to the g-zame.
From master p and the whole tru click. time to hook ya ice
up and turn it into candy.
Mo b. oh!

i: I got candy!
Mo b. I can serve you on the block
Cocaine, cream, or rock, it takes over
I got candy!
Mo b. dick: I wanna
If you feel it, too, just I do.

I hits the non stop, rocks in my sock
Pause for a second when I see the
of candy, whatever you wanna call it
But I get you hooked, it's like a muthafuckin alcoholic
I stay ? ? ? like a poster, watch fiends follow like a toaster
Candy I have move em fast ? ? ?
knack paddy whack, give a fiend a fast sack
9 times 10, he'll tell his friends and they'll be right back
Whole a niggaz, and just one fiend
They to me for less cut, cause I boast bigger cream
And them come back cause they understand me,
I open up shop, open up shop I got candy

Chorus ii: he's got candy! yo eyes roll in head,
Mo b. dick: you and turn in yo bed
Cause I only the best to you,
Mo b. dick: I do!
put I'm the reason why
Silkk:
you get high,
Mo b. dick: high!
And you I got that crack for you
Mo b. dick: I do!
for you

I'm sittin on the post, choppin game with bitch,
I see ya ho, I gots money to get
Cause as long as a fiend with dream, I got
Money moves everything around me, I mean?
as a ? ? ? with a dolla, I'm sittin on a drop and parlour
On some gold thangs, all them hoes follow
My money stacks and real deals
I keep my cash, taj, I can't chill, I gots to pay bills
And these can't stand me
Got this ho that said she wanna suck my dick for
Gotta watch out for dope fiends cause they be runnin tricks,
$3 what they gon come with, $3 they gon get
I hold the like a 7-11(7-11), kick yo door in like taj (taj)
Cut the shit up like machetti, chop the up like grass
Cause I'm a stay till they fuckin can me bitch,
Because monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, I got

i

p]
Uuuunnnngggghhhh! I smoke weed I'm a drug deala
I sell on the block fool, to make my fuckin scrilla
7 for $2.50,
Got niggaz in the hood on hold, tryin to get me
I keep a for the drought,
But the I sling daily in plastic out my mouth
My use code names,
Like l.d., big champ, slim, t dove, and big
I penetentiary chances to make a livin,
1st of the month, is like thanksgiving
Fiends hug me they miss me
see me rollin in my car, and wanna be with me
I get my candy california by the keys
Ship it in and trains back to new orleans
And open up like mr. rogers,
But mo hits than the dodgers
And fiends holla "ungh!" it's all good
From the triple beam, straight to the
And you sellin candy trust nobody
Cause niggaz even snitched on gotti
stay tru to the g-zame,
Never on muthafuckin candy in the dope game
And never go to the fedz on ya
Cause punks get fucked the soap

Chorus
Mo b. dick: I got real good cocaine (cocaine) each and
Every day, all real tru soldiers, on streets I gotta get my pay.
My so tight, so good, so good, yeah!
Mo b. dick: cocaine, he-roin, that ass weed
Values and boulders, just tell me you need baby. oh!
candy, candy!