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

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

Think at what's at stake, look your plate.
If it's a slab o' steak, to regurgitate.
Ya got a double chin, while little too slim.
Ya fingers could fit in
that little kid's ribs.
think of all da shorteez, can't ya hear 'em cry?
Time to up that burger and fries.
hand over left overs, piled sky high
Give to the shorteez, so the shorteez won't die.
Stop the famine, please, of eatin' ham and cheese.
Throw away your greens, you be on a dream.
Gimme all your onion rings, a'ight, listen.
A slice a pizza, it don't matter if a missin'.
rib, porkchop, porterhouse, it don't stop.
it might like hog slop, to the shorteez 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, console me, somebody boil me up a pot o' perogies!"
Think of we're facin', all those little faces, c'mon it's 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.
be surprised what little shorteez like to munch.
Could be trash, could be mold, be excrement.
Could be a bag o' old diapers, call that lunch.

been out for a couple o' days.
Li'l kid corpses, and eggs.
bread, pig heads, horses, too.
Wanna drop it like it
what 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 yams than we know what to do with.
MC Pee in the h--I mean...uh, Sir Loin's in the house!
And I'm out!