Luyện nghe bài hát Fo Da Money

Ahhhhhhh yesss,
Tell me
Were you, about to make a
Was it, one of... decisions?
Ya know, when ya, decide, between
what's good, for you, and what's good, for the
Well before you sellout, The wants to tell you a lil' story
E-Roc, it

Pressure, is to my dome
See, I need some food for my little tummy
Pulled up a chair just to think about my
have a job, cause jackin is the occupation
FUCK THE SYSTEM, you know it's all wrong
I got my gauge, now my mission's on
Checked on my baby, good he was asleep
Cause was my thoughts as I began to creep
down the the corner sto', was on my mind
Freeze! with the sounds of clips was in my
I around but befo' I could pull my trigger
in they ass, on the ground, another nigga
I was trippin, slippin labelled as a
But can you me, I did it for da mo-ah-money

M-O-N, (repeat 2X)
as a; broke as a sucka!
(repeat all 4X)

Back on the streets I I wouldn't survive
So I'm bustin my ass on this to five
Flippin patties all day when the is hot
Gettin peanuts, in the burger shop
Now wants to know the deal, is this brother real
can I feed my family off of a Meal?
I had to stop cause shit ain't for E-Roc
I threw down my time card and started rocks
For a brother dis is some'in you beat
My cash is flowin, now I'm home the meat
I'm good sellin crack to a fiend
Don't a fuck about his luck, ya know what I mean?
People trip, but they don't understand
a devil's land, ain't no black foe a man
Now it's a shame, but to blame?
I got a with a life and no future to gain, yeah the money

I remember the when I was six
The American Dream was gets, rich
But yo, a fact for all to
hundred years has passed, and we still po'
He ain't my Uncle, but Sam know what talkin about
If you get paid, sell your people out
But not me I'd rather do a
Deep in my rhyme; is it better for a black man to do
To the red white and blue I don't give a
Because I live and die, just to make a
So I'm that
That rob his daddy, and threw his ass in the
And I'm that
sold his kids cocaine at school
But an attorney
So I'ma do what I do, cause he's all the motherfuckin...
shots*

I believe.. truthfully, we all gonna die
So, die hustlin for
or die hustlin for millions of your
The is yours, choose your fate
You can get with this, or you can get that
We out