Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Pie

Oh,
No, I wastin' no more time

Southside step up and get you a
step up and get you a slice
Westside up and get you a slice
Northside up and get you a slice

step up and get you a slice
L.A. step up and get you a
N.Y. up and get you a slice
It's a slice of the devil's pie, ah, c'mon

all say
(Yeah, say)
In God we
we gon' do
When He back 'round to us
(Well, not for us to say)

Everyday,
Girls, drugs, dancers and
And we gon' do
When it all comes to us

Look, times is hard, is hard
I my job, baby, oh, my God
My wife is nauseous, she pregnant as
My mistress on the cell sayin' she gon'

My uncle in the cell sayin' he bail
My granddaddy can't see, he need Braille
I'm fightin' for strength, in the grindin' for cents
I know I'm ahead of my time but I'm behind on my

Askin' Kanye for money to pay on my gas bill
He asked me for it back, nigga brush up on your skills
Nothin' plus zip zero, he couldn't relate
nigga ain't been broke since, 'H to the Izzo'

That's when my man biddle stopped by with two
Pills I put in the bag and sell like Skittles
One for ten, for two
Now me what the fuck am I supposed to do?

all say
In God we
we gon' do
When he comes back to us
(Well, not for us to say)

Everyday,
Girls, drugs, dancers and
And we gon' do
When it all back to us

Take a neighborhood full of hungry
Within three beeper shops, two stores and one laundromat
No banks, just a 'n' go, everywhere you go
You don't ask too much though

We gon' make a tasty pastry, you can't get in a bakery
I picture hopelessness from
Can you smell it yet, a few that almost care
I know you ready to eat, we almost there

Somebody a couple of gangs of glocks
are quick to cop, sprinkle pie me on the top
While I, couldn't be faster, recipe for
Gunshots is the devil's

Like you tried to fair and yo' ass lost
Then you tried to get gangsta, homey, you mad
Overcrowded jails puttin' on Ashcroft
Don't forget the glaze, your devil's buyin' the crack

all say
In God we
we gon' do
When he comes back to us

Everyday,
Girls, drugs, dancers and
And we gon' do
When it all comes to us

Now George Bush, up and get you a slice
Tony Blair, step up and get you a
Rumsfeld, up and get you a slice
Rice, step up and get you a slice

Wait, I'ma step up and get you a
My baby stepped up and got her a slice
step up and get you a slice
It's just a slice of the pie, ah, c'mon

I said, step up, hear me, hear me
Hear me this here more than theory
Young plays the judge and jury
Black filled fury first time I met my dad

Through a cell, wire and phone, home
in my cell and dyin' alone, prayin' to God
Like I'm sewn, askin' the Lord, why ain't I home
Regardless of what I was on, I know you the

Tell Satan, I don't owe him a
Slingin' them O's, and now he got my in the sling
I know I messed up a couple of
Bust some nines, on anybody fuckin' with

That's when my life got disastrous, I was
I know my didn't ask for this
You got them waitin' for me with the caskets lit
Please, Lord, let this live

all say
In God we
What we do
When he back 'round to us

Everyday,
Girls, drugs, and lust
And we gon' do
When it all back to us

Yeah, yeah, in the house
fest in the house
Yo, Mark, get out here nigga
We gotta go get up with these
These guns, this