Luyện nghe bài hát All I Do

Mr. Collar, yeah, you know what?
It's time for me to give a testament to I came from
The streets of Chicago,
Yeah, Mr. Collar, I gotta do it like this

You can take the boy slum, can't take slum outta son
I be lynched, I'm so high strung
At 15 my mother tried to me aborted
You gotta us both doc, I'm not the only one

It's a package deal, up like a pack of rats
Fightin' over scraps, the is ill
Take a trip to the of wind, the city of sin
My block'll have you again

But it ain't like church, life
Drug raids, she stuffin' rocks down her baby's
It go the other way too when your mother's on
And you gotta serve her blow you go to school

So I spit like a fool to the
Military jail all they got for us
I seen how they deal Hoover and Jeff Ford
up all our leaders, let the ghetto eat us

I'm the Regis, in Chevy Caprices
And niggaz that can get blown to little pieces
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know
'Cause

All I do, hard for scratch
Talk shit get your jaw
All I do, I'm still in the streets a bit
A brother ain't fin' to no shit

All I do, buddy, this could get ugly
me, 'cause this is
All I do, before I explode, I you my ode
In the summer, rain, fall or

Spittin' is felt to carve wealth
And stay to the death, I will starve myself
To what I got and have what I want
And stay real them my knowin' half of 'em don't got

The gift to ball, a fit
Thought we still want the shit, all I do
Is take bread, keep a nice spread
Hit the club and try to leave bustin' no heads

I don't care a deal, I've been poor all my life
Cocksucker I ain't afraid of how the shit
Sit still, the moment in
You got bad to say, nigga hold it in

You afraid to die? You ain't a soldier
Chi-Town up, we supposed to win
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know
it's

All I do, workin' for scratch
Talk shit get jaw deattached
All I do, though I'm still in the a bit
A ain't fin' to take no shit

All I do, lil' buddy, this could get
me, 'cause this is
All I do, I explode, I give you my ode
In the summer, rain, fall or

This for my people up for pushin' diesel
Deliver us this evil God, all I do
Or gettin' home from the gig and got a full of kids
You feel the like, all I do

Setbacks, yeah you expect that
Get and grind nigga, all I do
Now you can let yourself
Throw yo' hands in the air and say, all I do

Mr. Blue