Luyện nghe bài hát Another Day, Another Dollar - Tru

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Yeah, t-r-u, all the paper chase
silkk, 'bout to take y'all foos on a journey

[silkk the
it's a trip what niggas 'll do
For a in this day and age
See I be tryin' to get and
my game sharper than a fade (like that)
Ridin' through the in somethin' tight
the coupe that's dropped
Have them starin' while they glarin'
I hit tha block(woo shit)
On my way to check me a grip
about that time
I got my hand upon my
Plus my be on my mind
Stay away from niggas
be shady like a tree
I try to 'em love
And get ta they can be me
But a I'll blast you
If I to(why? )
cash rules(damn)

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Another day dollar
I'm all that money an power
And if ya me then holla
If you you's a coward
I'm all about tha dollar that I make
It's a day another
Another another day

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Dolla
Dolla dolla bill y'all... x3
bill y'all
Dolla bill y'all
Dolla dolla bill y'all

the shocker]
Bitch i'ma g like all tha way
So nigga they betta just fall
(talkin' shit)
And still cross-over like
I do more pimpin' scottie
A nigga violent,
I'm silent, so you know a nigga a 'bout it
(whassup, whassup)
And some of these niggas
They understand
if I don't die or
Go to the pen(uh huh)
Shit huh, be tha man(damn)
And I be to hop in
gangsta shit(like that)
See if I had a
For ever nigga told me they gonna
Shit, I be
had flow ons
Them gold thangs spinnin' like some
my clique right behind me
Nigga you know, where to find me
Just to get a buck,
on the cut before the taz hit
But I in this game so long
Shit, I done it
By any
The more fiends, the more green I
I just back
And them, go out and get tha cash
And I laugh(ha ha ha ha)
I'm just all about my

[silkk the
I tru to tha ghetto
Even if I make a
that's the only place I can go
When I'm broke and I it trill
You besta
How I be my mail(what? )
it be sun out,
Rain, snow, sleet, or
You know I gots to, watch my
And be 'for black
(they can't with you)
Beacause a proven fact(what? )
some of these hoes jack(tell 'em)
I posted and be major
trip
Cause how can I have a
And be a teenager
You know they can't me
But will try(nah they can't fuck with you)
Even though I wear a
And two straps you i'ma still die(damn)
But until then I'm my paper black
Cause no turnin' back
And ain't no that(savin' that)
Can't nothin' with me
So I guess I'll be a g
And ain't need for over me

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Heh, young
T-r-u, heh, we 'bout that
Tha paper chase you know what I'm
Breakin' bread, all real
We all 'bout tha
Dividends, dollars, mulah, money,
Or whateva the fuck you wanna it