Luyện nghe bài hát I Love The Dough

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We push the hottest V's, fast
the city, play Monopoly with real cash
Me and Biggie and the models be, shaking saditty ass
And parotta be, somethin you 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 cats is home, 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 me you won't ball every chance you get
And any chance you hit, we for the moment
Makes sense don't it? Now dollars
Cats pop bottles bone chicks that Idalis
And up frequent flier mileage

Gotta let it show, I the dough, hey
I love the dough, more you know
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 CD's and the best tapes
forget the vinyl, take girls break spinals
Biggie be Richie Lionel, shit
You seen the Jesus, dipped to H
Ice off lights, chick flashes
Blind your broke asses, even got rocks in big
top fashions
Ain't shit changed, the number after the dot
On the Range, way niggaz look at me now, kinda
I y'all too
Rather be in Carribean sands 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 fazin the
While your gun's raisin, mine is
See you on see me all talkin to
Take it for weakness and leave
Blocker, Roca, Fella, Bad Boy
Two with mad dough, ju' know!

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

Miracu-lous, stay full
Niggaz skip the cause we matadors
Snatch the P-89's that we pack in the
And we, clappin doors in your
like, cameras on amateurs
Make you all dance, a hammer to yours
Jig and Big rock ice, no or flaws
got a part to play, back to yours
Run up in your crib now, crack your
Watch the real players live, a habit to floss
Play the charts like the Beatles, y'all you lost
And toast Cristal on of y'all
Too bad for y'all, too many as bad as yours
Truly, do we, we at y'all
bastards y'all

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We hit with acres
Roll shakers in Vegas, you can't us
chips on Lakers, gassed off Shaq
Country house, courts on horseback
decidin cracked crab or lobster
Who say don't prosper
Niggaz is actors, deserve Oscars
Me I'm, critically acclaimed, past your brain
Reminesce on dames who, used to stink
When we rocked house pieces and puffy links
Now we buy homes in unfamiliar
Tito everytime he see our faces
Cases catch than outfield-ers
Half these rappin cats, ain't 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, 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

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