Luyện nghe bài hát I Love The Dough

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We the hottest V's, peel fast
Through the city, play Monopoly with real
Me and Biggie and the models be, shaking saditty ass
And be, somethin you cats got to see
And the watches be all types and shapes of
Bein is childish and I'm quite grown
Run up in the club the ice on, me and Paisan'
Scope the spot out, see somethin nice and I'm
You is home, screamin the fight's on
I'm in the fifteen hundred seats, watchin
Same night, same
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 live for the
Makes sense it? Now make dollars
Cats pop bottles bone chicks that favor
And rack up flier mileage

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

I'm poppin Magnums while Jigga bag
Watch is platinum, got jet lag
Flights back and forth, pop corks of the grapes
Make the best CD's and the best
Don't forget the vinyl, take girls break
be Richie like Lionel, shit
You seen the Jesus, dipped to H
Ice project off lights, flashes
Blind your broke asses, even got rocks in big
Rock top
Ain't shit changed, except the after the dot
On the Range, way niggaz at me now, kinda strange
I y'all too
be in Carribean sands with Rachael
It's unreal, out the blue Frank White got sex
Bitches used to go,
Still tote steel, to see five mil
Off the sin-gle, for
You ain't the amazin
While your gun's raisin, is blazin
See you on see me all to sweetness
it for weakness and leave quick
Blocker, Roca, Fella, Bad Boy
Two MC's 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
Gotta let it show, I the dough, hey

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

Uhh, uhh
We hit makers with
Roll shakers in Vegas, you break us
Lost chips on Lakers, gassed off
house, tennis courts on horseback
Ridin decidin cracked crab or
Who say don't prosper
Niggaz is actors, deserve Oscars
Me I'm, critically acclaimed, past your brain
Reminesce on who, coochie used to stink
When we house pieces and puffy Gucci links
Now we buy in unfamiliar places
Tito smile he see our faces
Cases catch more than
Half these rappin cats, seen war
score if they had point game, they lame
Speak my name, I make em dash Dame

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

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

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