Luyện nghe bài hát Strawberriez - N - Cream

(hey)
Hey
We makers in the house
You how we do it

All I is my strawberriez -n- cream
All I is my strawberriez -n- cream
Gettin' is the american dream
All I is my strawberriez -n- cream

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Like the l.a.
We to be a money maker
But that's kinda to do amongst a gang of salt-shakers
So how can money can a nation when do
Think about it, probably of couple niggas hatin' you
Because you got a lil' sommethin, trying to keep tight
Not at the bar, gettin drunk, trying to pick a
But mad niggas got it backwards like ass was in the front
Actin' like smoke rock and now grass up in they blunt
I gots no words for em, just 'fist of fury' bruce
I let on they ass, then hit the fence like juice
And be a broke nigga fuckin' everybody's bitch
Niggas'll get mad they gotta pay for this shit
Just cause you got more game a next man, don't make it bad
Every real got a hustle to 'em, even your dad
So do what you gotta, but cross that line
You get yours, I get mine, and be fine

All I is my strawberriez -n- cream
All I is my strawberriez -n- cream
Gettin' is the american dream
All I needs is my -n- cream...

I needs money, that's why the palm
and schemes, so I can get riches
Potent to double up's and quarter pieces
Fancy to condos with ? ? ? ?
out the dream (chin-chin)
Cause it seems the corner ain't workin
In the cut, down the alley, see the one times
Everybody packs a sack not to large
I up a sweet deal with chico de barge
Me's the shit, shippin, is way to high
I could my chips by ? the product? , double up, kinda fly
Cops the but still strap cocked by the side
the bitch that I fuck if she was gon' take the ride
Reply: cool!, what's my take on a white sack?
A thousand, bitch, to your ass, that come back
She say: cool baby, I'm in, try to this cheese
Kept a smile on my face while she dropped to her
up the phone and call chill ? ? ? ? ?
But you's a fuckin' line they might ? ? ? ? ?

All I needs is my -n- cream
All I is my strawberriez -n- cream
paid is the american dream
All I needs is my -n- cream...

Touch down for pounds so I can my loot
Look for a hair, redbone in a nike suit
look suspicious, leave yo' dough at home
Straight out the airport, hit me on the pay
To the ho-tel,
pleases, just get my mail
You knows the
Extra care the sacks
16 and done spent, 24 bag
Don't let them change on the pack
if they do, 187 is the fac'
Did you it, okay ? ? ? ? ?
I'm on my way back your pay
Life is lookin kinda to me
out the state with the ghetto d
My connection's tight, so don't the hype
But y'all hypin, I make money off of the pipe

All I needs is my -n- cream
All I needs is my -n- cream
Gettin' is the american dream
All I needs is my -n- cream

Paper
Real niggas standin on the ave,
Tryin' to that