Luyện nghe bài hát I Love The Dough

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

let it show, I love 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 and forth, pop corks of the best grapes
Make the best and the best tapes
Don't the vinyl, take girls break spinals
Biggie be Richie like Lionel,
You seen the Jesus, to H classes
Ice project off lights, flashes
your broke asses, even got rocks in big mustaches
Rock top
Ain't shit changed, except the number the dot
On the Range, way niggaz at me now, kinda strange
I hate too
Rather be in Carribean sands with
unreal, out the blue Frank White got sex appeal
Bitches to go, ewww
Still tote steel, to see five mil
Off the sin-gle, for
You ain't the amazin
While your gun's raisin, mine is
See you on see me all talkin to
it for weakness and leave quick
Blocker, Roca, Fella, Bad Boy
Two with mad dough, ju' know!

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

Miracu-lous, pockets full
Niggaz skip the 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 hammer to
Jig and Big rock ice, no cracks or
Erybody got a to play, back to yours
Run up in your crib now, your doors
Watch the real live, it's a habit to floss
Play the charts like the Beatles, y'all adapt you
And Cristal on behalf of y'all
Too bad for y'all, ain't too many as bad as
Truly, do we, we at y'all
bastards y'all

Uhh, uhh
We hit makers acres
Roll shakers in Vegas, you can't us
chips on Lakers, gassed off Shaq
Country house, courts on horseback
Ridin decidin cracked crab or
Who say mobsters prosper
Niggaz is actors, niggaz Oscars
Me I'm, critically acclaimed, slug past brain
Reminesce on dames who, coochie used to
we rocked house pieces and puffy Gucci links
Now we buy homes in places
Tito smile he see our faces
catch more than outfield-ers
Half these rappin cats, seen war
Couldn't if they had point game, they lame
Speak my name, I make em dash like

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