Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Knoccin' at My Door

[Daz
(Who is it?) Mac
(Who is it?) The Mac!
(Sup? What you need) I don't quarter, half or something, what? Fifty?
(Oh you need a fifty sac?) get me the fifty
(Hold on, I got half for $250)
(Dropping is $500 more) Oh my God
(So what you need is I got) Man, give it to me now

[Daz 1]
I get up early in the morning, I'm yawning, I'm as fuck
My body aching, thanking God that I it as much as I need
Bread, my mamma me under the shadow
the niggas that I meet on the street that I have to battle
At a celebrity status, opportunities I'm
If it's weed, or a life I got to have it
With my homies I'm smoking, I'm taking away the
With the problems that hold me down, and it seems to be
It ain't no thang to handle my situation just a G
Without them dollars, I could say my life is incomplete
And to the I'm a dogg pound gangsta
Making paper, who gives a fuck if I'm busting on playa
I can't stand an infiltrater who's suppose to be your
But later, in the end that he's a phony
To the police that raided my shit, my shit hot again
I relocated, came up on a jack pot of
Got to it to myself, giving it all that I got
Everyday I gain nigga, come up on glocks
You know, but I guess I'm up on thangs for sure
And I hear knocking at my door

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But I that I'm up on thangs for sure
And I hear money knocking at my
Can I money knocking at my door
Can the police be coming for the and the yo
Can it be a looking for a dub
I think they out to set me up

[Daz 2]
I'm more popular ever, take me out nigga never
I die clocking a million on my way up to the ladder
It don't nigga, what the fuck did I do
Plus I got to keep it real and to myself stay
I'm in blue and gray but I'm straight making it happen
or slangin' or I got to stay focused on rapping
It's all the legitimate way to make ya pay
No fun in LA, or Long Beach, or compton, or
Wherever I lay my down to sleep
God for my children and my soul's at peace
Yeah, am I the I try to be?
Between me and the mamma it's drama let it be
See I'm on my own, got's to on
Bitches to lend on, use 'em and just get the fuck on
If I boned, I fucked, it no thang
Like the is attracted to the fortune and fame
bitches like a video game, it ain't no thang
Had the freak of the week week, it wasn't no thang
It's like that, nasty
I know you fine but you look like BIATCH!

2X]
But I that I'm up on thangs for sure
And I hear money knocking at my
Can I hear money knocking at my
Can the be coming for the weed and the yo
Can it be a customer for a dub
I think they out to set me up

Outro]
Y'all know when y'all dope
And knocking at the mother fucking door
You don't who it is
It be your mother, could be your brother,
be the police, could be the feds,
and it could be a coming to smoke your ass
So watch who you open that for, Aight, Ok, Alright!

Yeah, this game is a bubble
There's always a hater that wants to prick it
But you got to let that bubble to it's highest level
Away from the
Let it float, let it
The way smooth go, with or without a low
Without money or a whore
Because the highest power's gonna see you it
For sure, because that's where belief comes in with
Let it go, let it

(you what, you right)