Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Cats, Bigga Fish

Well, now haha, what we here?

with it
Get down, get down, get 2ce
Come it
Get down, get down, get 2ce

It's almost ten o clock, see I got a of lifted property
So I slid my beenie hat on
And promenade out to take up a
I got game I read the directions
I'm wishing I had an automobile
As I the cold wind rush past
But let me state that I am a for real
So you know I got the stolen bus

Just as the bus up and I step to the rear
This ole lady look she drank a forty of fear
I see my ole partner said
His brother got popped, pay my
Can you ring the bell? We came to my
The street light reflects off the on the ground
Which reflects off the sign as it turns round
reflects off the chrome of the BMW

Which off the fact that I am broke
Now what the is new
I need lot, I sweat the in the tweed suit
And I'm on his ass quicker than a kick from a boot
Eased up slow and
tell he was suspicious by the way he slid his feet
Didn't wanna up, the come on
So I smiled with my eyes, hey, how it's hanging guy
Bumped his shoulders but he passed with no reaction

Damn this had a hella of Andrew Jacksons
I'm a thief or pickpocket, give a fuck what you it
Used to call 'em fat
I just call them wallets getting federal, ain't just a
Master card or visa, I'd accept those
Sneaky with a scam know how to pull it
Got a mirror in my pocket but won't stop no bullets
just begun but you already know
Ain't no to get down, shit, I'm already low

Come it
Get down, get down, get 2ce
with it
Get down, get down, get 2ce

My footsteps in the darkness
My teeth clenched tight a fist in the cold sharp mist
I look down and I hear my growling
Step to burger king to attack it a shaolin
I never pay for shit that I can get by dirt
Link up to the cashier and start to flirt
All up in her face and her was like murder
Damn the shit, I do for a free

Well, you got my number, you gonna call me
It depends is burgers attached to a price, "Sorry, sorry"
I'm just kidding, I'ma call you, you love letters
"It's all good"
Thanks for the burgers emm me up with a Dr Pepper
That's cool you some ice
Yeah, and some fries will be nice
Damn my managers coming play it off okay a nice day

I'm up here anyway, I use peoples before they use me
'Cuz you get got by an Uzi over an oz
That's an og told me
to find someplace warm and cozy
To eat the vittles I just got
Came to an parking lot
place is good as any fuck, it's all good
Walked in, found a car, itself up on a hood

Ate my burger, threw back my
Somebody said, "Hey, it was a pig, I thought it was a roller
me to call the cops?" I don't want them to see me
Looked down and saw that I was on a Lamboughini
It was Rollses Ferraris and jags by the
A building opened, damn it was my cousin
Getting offa work up no lie

Tux cummerbund and a bow tie
I was hey, "Who is it", me
"Oh what's up man, I quit this company
They hella and the pay was too low "
I said arite was up in there though
"A party with rich motherfuckas, I don't the situation
I know they got cabbage owning
IBM and shit is what they seeing"

Just a light bulb went off in my head
They be thinking all black is resembling
Gimme your tux and I'll do some pocket
Fit the change in the bathroom and I off my nuts
take a short break while I get into this tux
Grunt zipp, I'm ready

with it
Get down, get down, get 2ce
Come it
Get down, get down, get 2ce

dressed like a million bucks
I be the flyiest muthafucka in an and a tux
My arm is at a right angle up, tray in my hand
May I interest you in some mam
My eyes shoots 'round the room and here
Noticing the diamonds in the
Background Manilow copacobana
And a ass scent of stogies from Havana

What no place where a might been
Snobby ole ladies drinking champagne rich white men
All right, then let's begin
Nights like this is good for
Five minutes in the mix several different cliques
Talking, and shit
Well, one fucka gave me twits
And everybody else jacking it

out later you know coca cola bottling
Talking to a man who he's confused
We looking hella bourgie, ass all tight and
Recognzed him as the of my city
Who treats young black man like frank
Mr. said to Mr. Mayor, "You know we got a process like
Ice T's hair, we put up the fund for your election
And oh um, can you bring the champagne?"

A real estate fronts as opportunities
To make some condos out of low housing
we need some media heat
To say that run the street and then we bring in the police fleet
me everybody till they look inebriated
When we bought the motherfuckas will appreciate it
Don't worry about the urban or Jesse Jackson
My man owns Marlboros, donated a fat sum

That's when I step back some to contemplate what few
Sat down, wrestle with my thoughts like a
Ain't no one that could beat this lunacy
Ain't no on the street could do a whole community
This is how shit can get
It reads macaroni on my birth
Poontang is my middle but I can't hang
I'm getting hustled only half the game
Shit how the fuck do I get out of place?