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
man I wouldn't hustle
I'm dog - I got the same desert eagle dog
When birds fly out of my
And to my dog - Ya understand
The man can't fuck with me
I Hoo-Bang in the streets Hoo my
Papered up mother fucker's belief
A millionaire patrolling the city
See the flames burning in my eyes fucker?
Cause if you sleep on it you get these dreams mother
I the one like I said, "I want it all"
And my Conrads, time to wake up and ball
Call shots, it ready - soft and rocked
Let all my hood fiends
Come to scrap all the
Let my B.G.'s run the hood spots
And if it's than my killers come to shut down 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
With my bad bitch and my house on the hill
I can add it up for real all because of

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

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

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Everything is to the good now I'm how I wanna
I got dope around the and got some still on the corner
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 shot caller - pure bread baller
All I do is try to make my money flip quota quarters
If is the root to all evil than I'm (?)
And money is a race on mind so I'm
I don't want shit - everything added
I didn't look back for shit since I hit status
And now I pack clips Glaydis with no tips
Just a whole bunch of bloods and a bunch of crips
And a bunch of bitches when I rock the microphone
And my key to success is thirty-six hard
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 up and that bitch start flipping
Nigga mathematics
Over here we bloodin' and crippin' - Hoo banging and
Nigga that's
I got legal money in my account and money under my mattress
Nigga mathematics
With my bad bitch and my house on the hill
I can add it up for real all because of

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