Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Da Shoteez

4 Da Shorteeeeeeeez!
(Doin' it 4 Da Shorteez)
4 Da Shorteeeeeeeez!
(Doin' it 4 Da Shorteez)
4 Da Shorteeeeeeeez!
(4 Da Shorteez)

4 Da
Gather and let me tell ya somethin'.
4 Da
Can't you hear them stomachs rumblin'?
4 Da
Yo, ya gonna eat that
4 Da
Let's show the shorteez lovin'.
C'mon, my is Sir Loin, bad ass bovine.
I got stomachs, but only one stomach in mind.
a little empty belly with a vacancy sign.
Kinda like close of the charity kind.
Ya got canned goods collectin' dust.
Ya got meat, got fruit, got vegetables.
Only is that its edible,
Get ya freak on at my freaky festival.
Cold a must, I'll even take bread crust.
'cause the shorteez be beggin', so don't give a fuck
They's hungry, let's facts, they starve.
Fill a void in your heart, ya shoppin' cart, 4 Da Shorteez.

4 Da Shorteeeeeeeez!
(4 Da Shorteez, y'all)
4 Da Shorteeeeeeeez!
(4 Da Shorteez)

at what's at stake, look upon your plate.
If it's a slab o' steak, to regurgitate.
Ya got a double chin, while jim's too slim.
Ya little could fit in
that kid's exposed ribs.
Just think of all da shorteez, can't ya 'em cry?
Time to cough up that and fries.
hand over left overs, cans sky high
Give to the hungry shorteez, so the shorteez die.
Stop the famine, please, instead of ham and cheese.
Throw away greens, you be pissin' on a dream.
Gimme all your rings, it's a'ight, listen.
A a pizza, it don't matter if a bite's missin'.
Prime rib, porkchop, porterhouse, it stop.
it might seem like hog slop, to the it's alot.
been hungry since birth, so hand over your desert.
Open up your mouth, stick a down, it could be worse.
Listen closely, gimme all groceries.
'cause a little baby's "Man, I need a hoagie!"
"Somebody hold me, somebody console me, somebody me up a pot o' perogies!"
Think of what we're facin', all those little faces, c'mon a racist...4 Da Shorteez.

(Check it out)
it 4 Da Shorteez.
it 4 Da Shorteez.
it 4 Da Shorteez.
(Doin' it 4 Da Shorteez, y'all!)

4 Da Shorteeeeeeeez!

Got crackers, got chips, got cups.
You'd be what little shorteez like to munch.
Could be trash, be mold, could be excrement.
Could be a bag o' old diapers, they'd that lunch.

been out for a couple o' days.
Li'l kid corpses, and eggs.
bread, pig heads, horses, too.
Wanna drop it it hot?
Here's ya do!

(4 Da Shorteeeeeeeez!)
6-1-2 Wharf Avenue,
Wharf Avenue, what?!
(4 Da Shorteeeeeeeez!)
6-1-2 Avenue, what?!!
6-1-2 AVENUE!

But, please, no more yams, seriously man.
We got more canned than we know what to do with.
MC Pee Pants in the mean...uh, Sir Loin's in the house!
And I'm out!