Luyện nghe bài hát I Love The Dough

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Hah, what, I like
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We the hottest V's, peel fast
Through the city, Monopoly with real cash
Me and Biggie and the be, shaking they saditty ass
And be, somethin you cats got to see
And the watches be all types and shapes of
Bein broke is and I'm quite grown
Run up in the club the ice on, me and Paisan'
Scope the out, see somethin nice and I'm gone
You is home, screamin the fight's on
I'm in the hundred seats, watchin Ty-son
night, same fight
But one of us cats ain't right, I let you tell it
People yourselves in the shoes of two felons
And tell me you won't every chance you get
And any you hit, we live for the moment
Makes don't it? Now make dollars
Cats pop bottles bone chicks favor Idalis
And up frequent flier mileage

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

I'm poppin while Jigga bag somethin
is platinum, got jet lag from
Flights and forth, pop corks of the best grapes
Make the best CD's and the tapes
Don't forget the vinyl, take girls break
Biggie be Richie Lionel, shit
You seen the Jesus, dipped to H
Ice project off lights, chick
Blind your asses, even got rocks in big mustaches
Rock top
Ain't shit changed, except the after the dot
On the Range, way niggaz look at me now, strange
I y'all too
Rather be in Carribean sands with
It's unreal, out the blue Frank got sex appeal
used to go, ewww
Still steel, tryin 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 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, 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 in the drawers
And we, clappin doors in your
Snap like, on amateurs
Make you all dance, hold a 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 players live, it's a habit to floss
Play the charts the Beatles, y'all adapt you lost
And toast on behalf of y'all
Too bad for y'all, ain't too many as bad as
Truly, do we, we at y'all
Little y'all

Uhh, uhh
We hit makers acres
Roll shakers in Vegas, you break us
Lost chips on Lakers, gassed off
Country house, courts on horseback
decidin cracked crab or lobster
Who say mobsters don't
Niggaz is actors, niggaz deserve
Me I'm, critically acclaimed, past your brain
on dames who, coochie used to stink
When we rocked pieces and puffy Gucci links
Now we buy homes in unfamiliar
smile everytime he see our faces
Cases more than outfield-ers
Half these cats, ain't seen war
Couldn't score if had point game, they lame
Speak my name, I make em dash like

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

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