Luyện nghe bài hát Strawberriez - N - Cream

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

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

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

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

I needs money, why the palm itches
and schemes, so I can get riches
Potent 20's to double up's and pieces
cars to condos with ? ? ? ?
Pops out the (chin-chin)
Cause it seems the corner just ain't
In the cut, down the alley, see the one times
Everybody packs a skrill's not to large
I hooks up a sweet with chico de barge
Me's the shit, shippin, is way to high
I could take my chips by ? the product? , double up, fly
Cops the work but strap cocked by the side
Asked the bitch that I fuck if she was gon' take the
cool!, what's my take on a china white sack?
A thousand, bitch, to your ass, everyone that back
She say: cool baby, I'm in, try to regulate this
a smile on my face while she dropped to her knees
Picks up the and call chill ? ? ? ? ?
But you's a fuckin' line they might ? ? ? ? ?

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...

Touch for pounds so I can makes my loot
for a long hair, redbone in a nike suit
Don't look suspicious, 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 with the sacks
16 and done spent, 24 bag
let them show change on the pack
Cause if do, 187 is the fac'
Did you make it, ? ? ? ? ?
I'm on my way with your pay
Life is lookin kinda to me
out the state with the ghetto d
My connection's tight, so believe the hype
But y'all keep hypin, I make off of the pipe

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

Paper
Real niggas on the ave, 24-7
Tryin' to that