Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Cats, Bigga Fish

Well, now haha, what have we

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

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

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

Which reflects off the fact that I am
Now the fuck is new
I need lot, I the motherfucka in the tweed suit
And I'm on his ass quicker a kick from a grease 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, said hey, how hanging guy
Bumped into his shoulders but he passed no reaction

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

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

My echo in the darkness
My teeth clenched tight like a in the cold sharp mist
I look down and I my stomach growling
Step to burger king to it like a shaolin
I never pay for shit that I can get by doing
Link up to the girl cashier and to flirt
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 burgers attached to a price, "Sorry, sorry"
I'm just kidding, call you, write you love letters
"It's all good"
Thanks for the burgers emm hook me up a Dr Pepper
cool you want some ice
Yeah, and some fries will be nice
my managers coming play it off okay have a nice day

I'm up outta here anyway, I use peoples before use me
'Cuz you could get got by an Uzi an oz
That's what an og me
Got's to find warm and cozy
To eat the vittles that I got
to an underground parking lot
This place is good as any fuck, all good
Walked in, a car, hopped itself up on a hood

Ate my burger, threw back my
Somebody said, "Hey, it was a pig, I thought it was a roller
Want me to call the cops?" I don't them to see me
Looked down and saw that I was sitting on a
It was Rollses Ferraris and jags by the
A building door opened, damn it was my
Getting work dressed 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
hella racist and the pay was too low "
I said arite what was up in though
"A party with rich motherfuckas, I know the situation
I know they got cabbage owning
IBM chryslers and is what they seeing"

Just then a light bulb went off in my
They be thinking all black folks is
Gimme tux and I'll do some pocket swindling
Fit the change in the and I freeze off my nuts
Let's take a short while I get into this tux
Grunt zipp, alright I'm

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

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

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

Found out later you know coca bottling
to a black man who he's confused
We hella bourgie, ass all tight and seditty
him as the mayor of my city
Who treats young black man like frank
Mr. Coke said to Mr. Mayor, "You know we got a 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 some condos out of low income housing
Immediately we need some media
To say that gangs run the street and then we bring in the police
Harrasing me everybody till look inebriated
When we bought the land motherfuckas appreciate it
worry about the urban league or Jesse Jackson
My man that Marlboros, donated a fat sum

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