Luyện nghe bài hát Mathemathics

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Every I get my hands on
I try to make you dub, with my chips wouldn't
Than man I hustle
I'm dog - I got the same desert eagle dog
When fly out of my hands
And to my dog - Ya understand
The white man can't with me
I Hoo-Bang in the Hoo my company
up beyond mother fucker's belief
A millionaire the city streets
See the burning in my eyes mother fucker?
Cause if you sleep on it you get these dreams mother
I ain't the one like I said, "I it all"
And like my Conrads, to wake up and ball
Call shots, have it ready - soft and
Let all my neighbor fiends
Come to scrap all the
Let my little B.G.'s run the hood
And if it's funked than my killers come to shut the block

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If I a chicken up and that bitch start flipping
Nigga that's
Over here we bloodin' and crippin' - Hoo banging and
that's mathematics
I got legal money in my account and dirty under my mattress
Nigga mathematics
my super bad bitch and my house on the hill
I can add it up for all because of mathematics

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I work for mines - let my work, for me
I make my ends - my friends buy their work me
Money is me - that folding on switches is me
Went out on the seat and out with all those is me
I make money while I'm
Cause money sleep - money is up seven days of the week
Three-sixty-five if you grind it pays
I don't mind as as your one-o is straight
Put some bread on this plate plus a little
That I give mines a tape how to grind
I'ma leave my dent in the game ripples
As a kid, even tried to my lunch my triples
Stack it up, how do you think I bought that double up?
The (?) and that shit I hustled up - mathematics
just how I look at it
With carrots to feed a whole hood of rabbits

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If I a chicken up and that bitch start flipping
Nigga that's
Over here we bloodin' and crippin' - Hoo banging and
Nigga that's
I got legal money in my account and money under my mattress
that's mathematics
With my super bad and my house on the hill
I can add it up for real all because of

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Everything is to the good now I'm how I wanna
I got dope around the world and got some still on the
If you come and see me, I got shit for you to do
I got a on how to make one bird turn in two
I'm a connected shot - pure bread baller
All I do is try to make my money flip quota quarters
If money is the to all evil than I'm (?)
And money is a on mind so I'm cheating
I want shit subtracted - everything added
I didn't back for shit since I hit bird status
And now I clips like Glaydis with no tips
Just a whole bunch of bloods and a whole of crips
And a whole of bitches when I rock the microphone
And my key to is thirty-six hard zones
With my on a dub, re-up and stack cabbage
And I'm a proof of the signs of mathematics

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If I throw a chicken up and that bitch flipping
that's mathematics
Over here we bloodin' and - Hoo banging and dippin'
Nigga that's
I got money in my account and dirty money under my mattress
that's mathematics
With my super bad bitch and my house on the
I can add it up for real all because of

[Mack 10
nigga this CMR and Hoo-Bangin' for life
Nigga don't get it fucked up and its nothing but mathematics
here and incase you didn't know nigga that's money
All mother fucking ice and chrome wheels everywhere
And if you ain't bout' that then you in your ass you
Hating ass nigga, hey Fresh let this bump homie