Luyện nghe bài hát Chapter 13 (rich Man Vs. Poor Man)

Intro
Let's talk about
Get
Common want the money
Let's about money.
Sense:
I... be... the one call Peavey
I'm Poe as Allen
But I'm a poet when I'm

You got a design Not Never The Less
like L addresss yes the LS's here
I appear on with my peers
The Imperial like margerin, I'm
Yes Bel-Air
Sense:
Lookin' at my fake Gucci, it's that time
time for some perculator
I circulate around the
to get me a six pack a half of Harrow's chicken
A combination, when I get bubbly I do it in moderation
1 brew, 1 brew, I said 1 brew at a

Well I'm a two timer of that'll 3 times a lady
Ms. say Sade and my Ms.Golper say
"Yo whoop there it is" call me E I equal MC's squared
In the bed marks know I got the key to get the
Noses open like the vapors, pub than the papers
More than the press, oh yes I gets paid
Sense:
Yo, I didn't grow up up po po but once you get and out on your
own
Bills apon apon bills is what you have
Before you get your check than you already half
See I money, money doesn't make me
I'm a reflection of my section and 8

Enough, I own 8 of the world, where I'm sexin' 8 girls
Where I have comin' in (ugh) 8 seconds
I told Victoria her you suck life a crest
I my secretery, I went to Tibet
To bet on a you bet your life
Mine was better and now your deader, than a (door knob) eeea


So your name?
Common
I'm the Com that wrote Com Sense, and when I don't got
I do feel tense, and if you your money to a broad yous a dummy

Cause the money
"Ain't a damn funny" (X3)

THese rhymes I exchange like stock, I'm live stock
I rock like Prudential, making ha ha O
That's mucho denero, like Denero, Irob Berts denero
A hero like the sandwich, a man which has mills like Stephanie
Dills like pickels, I'm fancy man like tickles (the french)
Not but like a Bench I press on like glue
I stand Lee while you stagger like Lee
Most likely gagger that bullish I pull ish like a magnet
A dragnet, I don't drag I gets net income, yo I rush like

I'm royal when I flush, your highest hush will get mushed a
dog
I saw dogs who are under me, I man, call me Doverman
Cause I'm a Pincer of pennies pretty, then you see green from
all
I spend (what you do?) I stay fresh like mint from
I ment my mint, know I mean? I'm nice
Real friendly like an officer, friendly and a
Friendly like neighbors, not Jim but like I got attention salute
I kill loot but dilute, even if I threw garbage on the ground
I couldn't pollute, man, I'm too rich for that,

Common
So what's your

I'm I own a mansion and a yacht (uh ha)
Essentials and credentials and at my feet (come on)
And when I walk the street I'm never looking
Sense:
Cause without the
"Ain't a thing funny"

Ok was a black man a white man and a chinnese man
The man of coarse he was po (yeah)
THe man. He was rich (uh ha)
And the chinnese man, he a store (alright c'mon)
Ok the blackman lived on Street
The white man lived on Wall
And the man's store is where they all meet
Not on the good foot
Because the white man kept steppin' on the man's toes
And in his there were holes
But the white man didn't care, shit he didn't to wear it (uh ha)
He that pad he got from his parents, with his tight ass
He of been poor white trash, but anyway
the blackman would ask for some spare change
But Adam, the white man stare strange
So the man got fed up
cause wasn't nobody feedin' him and him
And red by his neck and started beatin' him and beatin' him
The man got noyd and broke out like a peon
And now the blackman own the store and the name of it is
(what's that?)
Barbeque that is. Rib hotsuace, mild sauce, fries