Luyện nghe bài hát Wats Luv

oooooooooohhhhhhhh
luv got to do?
G rap for me yeahhh!

When G dog the hog come up in the
There's dollar signs in eyez
And a smile in face
You wanna live phat, off of my
You got more than a low lo tho, cut the act
Cause before '92 and '93
You didn't give a damn Warren G
But now I'm slangin' platinum LP's
All of a sudden you my N.U.Ts
nothin' you can do to make it stop
Cause money the world go 'round
And the drop
I in love though
I need the pressure
I wanna do ya
I'm diggin' for treasure
Some of ya'll had a thing, that you couldn't keep
Thought you was TLC, You had to
You say you had
I say you need to it
It's all about the
So what's got to do with it

(chorus)

Wats luv got to do, got to do it(that's right)
Wats luv if you dont's the game (uh huh)
Wats luv got to do, got to do it
If ya lackin this
Its a you won't make it

Now I'm the type of brother down for mines
I made beats, I was down to crime
Back every single homie had my back
Now they're ma stack
And they're talking 'bout
But I'm the same
Day in and day out
And i'ma stay way
the day i lay out
In a casket, its
homies is plastic
Brake 'em off bread
want the whole damn basket
If you's a true
you would me well
Not plot to see ya fail
as hell
We used to get the riches
Now trigger finger got the itches
Schemin' on my
is not a surprise
My peep game
211's It's all the same
all a shame
Homies a jack you for grip
Ain't no involved
Because it's all the chips

(chorus)

Wats luv got to do, got to do it(thats right)
luv if you dont's respect the game (uh huh)
Wats luv got to do, got to do it
If ya this game
Its a shame you make it

Now for these tellin' fables
Makin' them messed up deals under the
You think that you're
But fool I'm the
You can't no money
If you can't an artist
Sign the line
Put em on the
em off some crumbs
Keep the for yourself
I know how it
Treat a artist ya know
Fly cars, Gold, clothes, but no
Since all business, I'ma handle mine
Keep track of my down to the very last dime
Cause in this rap
all about the buck
You over for tha label
And you get bucked
how you run up in a skirt
And then through
The record do the same thang to you
90% business, 10%
Ain't no love in this
it's all about the dough

(chorus) x 4

Wats luv got to do, got to do it (thats right)
luv if you dont's respect the game (uh huh)
Wats luv got to do, got to do it
If ya this game
Its a you won't make it (uh huh)