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

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

Just as the bus pulls up and I step to the
This ole lady look like she drank a of fear
I see my ole partner said
His got popped, pay my respects
Can you ring the We came to my stop
The street light off the piss on the ground
reflects off the hamburger sign as it turns round
Which reflects off the of the BMW

Which reflects off the fact I am broke
Now what the is new
I lot, I sweat the motherfucka in the tweed suit
And I'm on his ass quicker than a from a grease boot
up slow and discreet
Could tell he was by the way he slid his feet
Didn't fuck up, the come on
So I smiled with my eyes, said hey, how it's guy
Bumped into his but he passed with no reaction

Damn motherfucka had a hella of Andrew Jacksons
I'm a thief or pickpocket, give a fuck you call it
to call 'em fat cats
I just call them getting federal, ain't just a klepto
Master card or visa, I'd accept those
Sneaky with a scam know how to pull it
Got a in my pocket but that 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 footsteps echo in the
My teeth clenched tight like a in the cold sharp mist
I look down and I hear my growling
Step to king to attack it like a shaolin
I pay for shit that I can get by doing dirt
Link up to the girl cashier and 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 me tonite
It depends is burgers attached to a price, "Sorry, sorry"
I'm just kidding, I'ma call you, write you letters
"It's all good"
Thanks for the burgers emm hook me up with a Dr
That's you want some ice
Yeah, and some fries will be hella
Damn my managers coming play it off okay a nice day

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

Ate my burger, threw my cola
Somebody said, "Hey, it was a rented pig, I it was a roller
Want me to the cops?" I don't want them to see me
Looked down and saw I was sitting on a Lamboughini
It was Rollses and jags by the dozen
A building door opened, it was my cousin
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 just quit this
They hella and the pay was too low "
I said arite was up in there though
"A party rich motherfuckas, I don't know the situation
I know they got owning corporations
IBM chryslers and shit is they seeing"

then a light bulb went off in my head
They be all black folks 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 this tux
Grunt zipp, I'm ready

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

Fresh dressed like a million
I be the flyiest in an afro 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 the room there and here
the diamonds in the chandelier
Background Barry Manilow
And a ass scent of stogies from Havana

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

out later you know coca cola bottling
Talking to a man who he's confused
We looking hella bourgie, ass all and seditty
Recognzed him as the mayor of my
Who treats young black man like frank
Mr. Coke 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 real fronts as opportunities arousing
To make some condos out of low income
Immediately we some media heat
To say that run the street and then we bring in the police fleet
Harrasing me everybody till they inebriated
we bought the land motherfuckas will appreciate it
Don't worry about the league or Jesse Jackson
My man that Marlboros, donated a fat sum

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