Luyện nghe bài hát All I Do

Mr. Collar, yeah, you know what?
It's time for me to give a to where 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 to have me aborted
You gotta us both doc, I'm not the only one

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

But it ain't church, life hurts
Drug raids, she stuffin' rocks her baby's diapers
It go the other way too your mother's on hype
And you gotta serve her 'fore you go to school

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

I'm the ghetto Regis, in Chevy
And that front can get blown to little pieces
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you why?
it's

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

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

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

The to ball, a rhymers fit
Thought we still want the shit, all I do
Is take whitey's bread, keep a spread
Hit the club and try to without 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, soak the in
You got bad to say, nigga hold it in

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

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

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

This for my locked up for pushin' diesel
Deliver us from 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 gotta that
Get and grind nigga, all I do
Now you can let breathe
Throw yo' in the air and release say, all I do

Mr. Collar