Luyện nghe bài hát I Love The Dough

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We the hottest V's, peel fast
Through the city, play with real cash
Me and Biggie and the be, shaking they saditty ass
And be, somethin you cats got to see
And the be all types and shapes of stones
Bein broke is childish and I'm grown
Run up in the club the ice on, me and Paisan'
Scope the spot out, see somethin and I'm gone
You is home, screamin the fight's on
I'm in the fifteen hundred seats, watchin
night, same fight
But one of us cats ain't right, I let you tell it
place yourselves in the shoes of two felons
And tell me you won't ball chance you get
And any chance you hit, we for the moment
Makes don't it? Now make dollars
Cats pop bottles bone chicks that Idalis
And rack up flier mileage

Gotta let it show, I the dough, hey
I love the dough, more than you
let it show, I love the dough, hey

I'm poppin Magnums Jigga bag somethin
Watch is platinum, got jet lag
Flights back and forth, pop corks of the best
Make the best and the best tapes
forget the vinyl, take girls break spinals
Biggie be Richie like Lionel,
You seen the Jesus, to H classes
Ice project off lights, chick
Blind broke asses, even got rocks in big mustaches
Rock top
Ain't changed, except the number after the dot
On the Range, way niggaz at me now, kinda strange
I y'all too
Rather be in Carribean sands Rachael
It's unreal, out the blue Frank got sex appeal
Bitches to go, ewww
Still tote steel, to see five mil
Off the sin-gle, for
You fazin the amazin
While your gun's raisin, mine is
See you on see me all to sweetness
Take it for weakness and quick
Blocker, Roca, Fella, Bad Boy
Two with mad dough, ju' know!

I the dough, more than you know
Gotta let it show, I the dough, hey
I love the dough, than you know
let it show, I love the dough, hey

Miracu-lous, stay full
skip the bull cause we matadors
Snatch the P-89's we pack in the drawers
And we, clappin in your Acuras
Snap like, cameras on
Make you all dance, hold a to yours
Jig and Big ice, no cracks or flaws
got a part to play, back to yours
Run up in your crib now, your doors
Watch the real players live, a habit to floss
Play the charts like the Beatles, adapt you lost
And toast Cristal on behalf of
Too bad for y'all, ain't too many as bad as
Truly, do we, we at y'all
Little bastards

Uhh, uhh
We hit makers with
Roll in Vegas, you can't break us
Lost chips on Lakers, off Shaq
Country house, courts on horseback
Ridin decidin cracked crab or
Who say don't prosper
Niggaz is actors, deserve Oscars
Me I'm, critically acclaimed, slug past brain
Reminesce on dames who, used to stink
When we house pieces and puffy Gucci links
Now we buy in unfamiliar places
smile everytime he see our faces
Cases catch than outfield-ers
Half these rappin cats, ain't war
Couldn't score if they had point game, they
Speak my name, I make em like Dame

I love the dough, more than you
let it show, I love the dough, hey
I love the dough, more than you
Gotta let it show, I the dough, hey
I love the dough, than you know
let it show, I love the dough, hey

I love the dough, than you know
Gotta let it show, I the dough, hey
I love the dough, more you know
Gotta let it show, I the dough, hey
I love the dough, more you know
let it show, I love the dough, hey

I love the dough, more than you
Gotta let it show, I the dough, hey
I love the dough, more than you
let it show, I love the dough, hey
I love the dough, more than you
let it show, I love the dough, hey

I love the dough, than you know
let it show, I love the dough, hey