Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Cats, Bigga Fish

Well, now haha, what have we

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

almost ten o clock, see I got a ball of lifted property
So I my beenie hat on sloppily
And promenade out to take up a
I got like I read the directions
I'm wishing I had an automobile
As I feel the wind rush past
But let me that I am a hustler for real
So you know I got the bus pass

Just as the bus pulls up and I to the rear
This ole lady look like she a forty of fear
I see my ole school partner
His brother got popped, pay my
Can you the bell? We came to my stop
The street reflects off the piss on the ground
Which reflects off the hamburger sign as it round
Which reflects off the of the BMW

Which reflects off the 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 grease
Eased up and discreet
Could tell he was suspicious by the way he slid his
wanna fuck up, the come on
So I smiled my eyes, said hey, how it's hanging guy
Bumped into his shoulders but he with no reaction

Damn motherfucka had a hella of Andrew Jacksons
I'm a or pickpocket, give a fuck what you call it
Used to 'em fat cats
I just call them wallets federal, ain't just a klepto
Master or visa, I'd gladly accept those
Sneaky motherfucka with a know how to pull it
Got a mirror in my pocket but that stop no bullets
Story just but you already know
Ain't no need to get down, shit, I'm low

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

My echo in the darkness
My teeth tight like a fist in the cold sharp mist
I look down and I hear my stomach
Step to burger king to it like a shaolin
I pay for shit that I can get by doing dirt
Link up to the girl cashier and start to
All up in her face and her breath was murder
Damn the shit, I do for a hamburger

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

I'm up here anyway, I use peoples before they use me
'Cuz you could get got by an Uzi an oz
what an og told me
Got's to someplace warm and cozy
To eat the vittles that I 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, back my cola
Somebody said, "Hey, it was a rented pig, I thought it was a
Want me to call the cops?" I don't want to see me
down and saw that I was sitting on a Lamboughini
It was Rollses Ferraris and jags by the
A building opened, damn it was my cousin
Getting offa dressed up no lie

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

Just then a light bulb 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 freeze off my
Let's take a short break while I get into tux
zipp, alright I'm ready

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

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

What no where a brother might been
Snobby ole drinking champagne with rich white men
All right, then let's begin
Nights like this is for business
Five in the mix noticed several different cliques
Talking, and shit
Well, one mother fucka me twits
And everybody else it throttling

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

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

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