Luyện nghe bài hát All I Do

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The gift to ball, a fit
Thought we still the finest shit, all I do
Is whitey's bread, keep a nice spread
Hit the club and try to without bustin' no heads

I care about 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 somethin' bad to say, nigga it in

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

All I do, hard for scratch
Talk get your jaw deattached
All I do, though I'm in the streets a bit
A brother fin' to take no shit

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

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

Setbacks, you gotta expect that
Get back and nigga, all I do
Now you can let breathe
Throw yo' in the air and release say, all I do

Mr. Collar