Luyện nghe bài hát Adding Up

My dog in this (Luca Brasi)
My bad, dog (yeah)
Line 'em up, (you know, man, I'm sorry)
Do it while I'm my verse, fuck it
after that, we can do it, you know what up
Huh, yeah, record all this,

Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that shit addin' up (shit ain't addin' up)
keep on flexin' 'cause these niggas ain't mad enough (I'm doin' it)
Bitch, I'm never broke, shit, my money keed addin' up
I'ma keep on thumbin' through hundreds, I count money as fuck, uh

One mil', two mil', uh, keep addin' up
Three mil', mil', uh, I'ma keep stackin' up
Five mil', six mil', uh, I'ma keep up (add it up)
Seven mil', eight mil', uh, keep addin' up (add it up)

1]
Aye, my motive (motive), I'm thumbin' through something, we blew out the motor
I jump in the bucket, dress up like a woman (come here bitch), I jump out and bust it in front of the
Tried to hold on to the holy approach, play for keeps, you know it's approachin'
Hit a sweep, took a lot of my homies, couldn't sleep, Julio, he the
Brought the Range out, whippin' the rover, puttin' out, nigga, you know it
Don't now, I'ma stay focused, just notice, but try not to notice
Big load, bring a to the show, we back now, bringin' it back
Countin' good, my [?] intact, I'm hood, I a craft
This means I can see through the glass, SS with a dash
a turbo, goin' launch mode, doin' circles, still hittin' the gas
I for a brick and a half, touchdown to a milli in cash
I'm in the vet, I'm gettin' neck from a giraffe and I pray to God we crash
Yeah, oh

Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that shit ain't up (shit ain't addin' up)
I'ma keep on flexin' 'cause these niggas ain't mad (they ain't)
Bitch, I'm never broke, shit, my money keed addin' up (Gates)
I'ma on thumbin' through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh (Gates)

One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma addin' up (Gates, Gates)
mil', four mil', uh, I'ma keep stackin' up (add it up)
Five mil', six mil', uh, I'ma keep up (Gates, Gates)
Seven mil', mil', uh, money keep addin' up (Gates, Gates)

2]
Now we back talkin', got out my feelings, chalk nine, got real symbols (do you, Gates)
Glock 9, throwin' that in the blender, do I gotta mention I'm in the kitchen (I'm in bitch)
Do I gotta mention, I don't deliver, ex-girlfriend, I don't (do you, Gates)
Ex-boyfriend, she consider, Goddamn, hm, I get the picture
Vacuum seal one, lower the ticket, seal numb, I'm 'bout to kill it
Get mad, bitch ability, drop racks, offender a cynic
'Bout to sit down, with the city, free my big round, lower the sentence
Bigger bitch down, holdin' her titties, meanwhile, while the seating
Need help now, loan you a penny, down, would've gave you a ticket
Big feet, bitch, why is you trippin'? Don't get loud, talk a whisper
you see me, you know I be glistenin', lil sneak peak, you know I be listenin'
Sound upset, why is you dissin'? tap something, make them come get you

Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that ain't addin' up (shit ain't addin' up)
I'ma keep on 'cause these niggas ain't mad enough (they ain't mad)
Bitch, I'm goin' broke, shit, my money keed addin' up (pew)
I'ma keep on thumbin' through hundreds, I money fast as fuck, uh

One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma addin' up (Gates, Gates)
Three mil', four mil', uh, I'ma keep up (add it up)
Five mil', six mil', uh, keep addin' up (add it up)
Seven mil', eight mil', uh, money keep up (add it up)

Say, Gates, what's
The fuck, dog, I mean, you love this nigga,
I just keep addin' up, dog, show him
You know, I just keep addin' up, you know I'm sayin'
What up, lemme him, I'm, huh, I'm him

Luca