Luyện nghe bài hát Mathemathics

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

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If I throw a chicken up and bitch start flipping
that's mathematics
Over here we bloodin' and crippin' - Hoo and dippin'
that's mathematics
I got legal money in my account and dirty money under my
Nigga mathematics
With my super bad bitch and my house on the
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 on those switches is me
out on the seat and out with all those bitches is me
I make money while I'm
Cause money sleep - money is up seven days of the week
Three-sixty-five if you than it pays
I don't mind as long as one-o is straight
Put bread on this plate plus a little rate
That I give with a tape how to grind
I'ma leave my dent in the like ripples
As a kid, even tried to make my my triples
it up, how do you think I bought that first double up?
The (?) and that other shit I up - mathematics
That's just how I at it
With enough carrots to a whole hood of rabbits

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

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Everything is to the now I'm living how I wanna
I got around the world and got some still on the corner
If you broke come and see me, I got for you to do
I got a class on how to make one bird in two
I'm a connected shot caller - pure baller
All I do is try to make my money like quota quarters
If money is the root to all than I'm (?)
And money is a race on mind so I'm
I don't want shit subtracted - 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 bunch of bitches when I rock the microphone
And my key to success is thirty-six hard
With my mind on a dub, re-up and stack
And I'm a proof of the signs of mathematics

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If I throw a chicken up and bitch start flipping
that's mathematics
Over here we and crippin' - Hoo banging and dippin'
Nigga 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 real all of mathematics

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Yeah nigga this CMR and for life
don't get it fucked up and its straight nothing but mathematics
Around here and incase you didn't know nigga money
All this mother fucking ice and chrome wheels
And if you ain't bout' that then fuck you in ass you
Hating ass nigga, hey Fresh let this bump homie