Luyện nghe bài hát I Love The Dough

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We push the hottest V's, peel
Through the city, Monopoly with real cash
Me and Biggie and the models be, they saditty ass
And parotta be, you cats got to see
And the watches be all types and shapes of
broke is childish and I'm quite grown
Run up in the club the ice on, me and Paisan'
Scope the spot out, see nice and I'm gone
You cats is home, screamin the on
I'm in the hundred seats, watchin Ty-son
Same night, fight
But one of us cats playin right, I let you tell it
People place in the shoes of two felons
And tell me you won't ball every you get
And any chance you hit, we for the moment
Makes sense it? Now make dollars
Cats pop bottles chicks that favor Idalis
And rack up frequent flier

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

I'm poppin Magnums while 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
Don't the vinyl, take girls break spinals
Biggie be like Lionel, shit
You the Jesus, dipped to H classes
Ice off lights, chick flashes
Blind your asses, even got rocks in big mustaches
top fashions
Ain't shit changed, except the after the dot
On the Range, way niggaz at me now, kinda strange
I hate too
Rather be in sands with Rachael
It's unreal, out the blue Frank White got sex
Bitches used to go,
Still steel, tryin to see five mil
Off the sin-gle, for
You ain't fazin the
While your raisin, mine is blazin
See you on see me all to sweetness
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, than you know
let it show, I love the dough, hey

Miracu-lous, pockets stay
skip the bull cause we matadors
Snatch the that we pack in the drawers
And we, clappin doors in 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, crack your
Watch the real players live, it's a habit to
the charts like the Beatles, y'all adapt you lost
And toast Cristal on behalf of
Too bad for y'all, ain't too as bad as yours
Truly, do we, we laugh at
Little bastards

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We hit makers acres
Roll shakers in Vegas, you can't us
Lost chips on Lakers, off Shaq
house, tennis courts on horseback
Ridin decidin cracked or lobster
Who say mobsters prosper
Niggaz is actors, niggaz deserve
Me I'm, critically acclaimed, slug your brain
Reminesce on dames who, used to stink
When we rocked house pieces and Gucci links
Now we buy homes in places
Tito everytime he see our faces
Cases more than outfield-ers
Half these rappin cats, ain't war
Couldn't score if had point game, they lame
Speak my name, I make em dash Dame

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

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