Luyện nghe bài hát Dollars Make Sense

[kurupt
don't know nothin about this hee-are
Hahahahahahaha, yeah! it's kurupt gotti
Hehaha, sup warren g? my homeboy, huh?
With my crucial conflict, huh?
Chillin, huh? bumpin, puffin on a bit of that hay
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

g]
Dollars make sense, all incorporated
I'ma get it all, a bg I done did it all, was in it all
When I first I was in the wrong
Couple tokes,
Got everything I need, hennessey and
Since my arrival, based on this modern-day
is technicality, everything based on reality
So how do I get paid, all licks nowadays
They want me laid, dropped and plagued, ak is sprayed
like I'm blind, and I just can't see
Warren g, i'ma at the homey shorty b
"shorty b me!", g dove, I'm out to make a grip
So call crucial conflict and let's make us some shit

Look at me on the
to stack my tips, comin in a big ole ride
With all that side, livin up in your eyes, surprise
Hangin on the corners where the young be comin up
The be gunnin up, the type of brothers that roll with us
High tech with much respect, all that g's swarmin
Like g-funk in your eyes and you see we about that cashflow
Put em in a lasso, don't try to sweat, no
We illa your side, in the back we get hot, trade and hit em up
With the up,
Freaks from the west to the east to the south they chief
Kurupt in the mind, young down with the raw dog flict
I ain't no tricks, nigga wildstyle, enemies get down
We rock the shows, slammin do's, cali to

So chop it up, I'm kick some shit about what's goin on
Have to get my loot up so I up
Looked in the mirror to myself "it's gon' be gone"
I'm sick of goin thru the things that I to do do
are happy to jack fools, I'm strictly ever gon' gank move
I hate to be the one that to take it
But you best I'd die to make it
in the world I'm standin with my pockets naked
Set it out set it out, that's what holler
On some slick, tryin to come up quick, witta trusty ole
Watchin you watchin me, I slip and bust my knees
I'ma have to greet you at the pond, you should just be c's
Comin out at ease, no matter I'm still hard to please
Flap flappin sky, be real til the day I leave so

Chorus: reel

Talin bout money, dollar
that money, gettin paid
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We, smackin and stackin, packin, strappin, happenin? rollin
Cruise-controllin, the fo' and daynes up
Get the up, trump-tight click just in case I'm lavish
ta fade me, you crazy ladies, babies created
Men are shady, make me drink til my thoughts get swavy
I think, maybe if I blink things will get gravy
But loccs in the they lord be makin it hard so lately
But I gotta stay at the table, cos that raw is that will pay me
Westside of california, on these pimpin daily
out on the lakefront, smokin blunts
Takin the g, trap me like the male be
To the westside I'm a mental, all the trail me

Don't it out, let's do this
out the do', we down to wall
get in the business,
Tell me the call, we to the fall to ball
We can't just up,
Gotta bunch of homies dependin on this, sho'nuff
only hustle is for brothers,
Feel to bring the so slow up
And we still up on a mini rush
Ready to the world go down
Bound to get it cos I'm wit it
Now shitty the city, conflict's critics to bite tongues
Ain't the one, with the shotgun,
My to your town on the rebound for them papers

g]
It's like brother brother how you make em get down?
From the lbc to the chi-town, westside straight down
Hittin switches and we all snitches
Gettin all riches, and flossin in our
It's time for new hits, one of us
You know I spit some coast to coast from your homey g dove

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