Luyện nghe bài hát Fo Da Money

Ahhhhhhh yesss,
me somethin
Were you, to make a decision?
Was it, one of... THOSE
Ya know, ya, gotta decide, between
good, for you, and what's good, for the struggle
Well before you sellout, The Coup wants to you a lil' story
E-Roc, it

Pressure, is gettin to my
See, I need some food for my little tummy
Pulled up a chair just to about my situation
have a job, cause jackin is the occupation
FUCK THE SYSTEM, you know it's all wrong
I got my gauge, yeah now my on
Checked on my baby, good he was asleep
money was my thoughts as I began to creep
down the street the sto', was on my mind
Freeze! with the sounds of was in my behind
I turned around but befo' I could pull my
in they ass, on the ground, laid another
I was trippin, labelled as a dummy
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 thought I wouldn't
So I'm bustin my ass on this nine to
Flippin all day when the place is hot
paid peanuts, in the burger shop
Now wants to know the deal, is this brother real
can I feed my off of a Happy Meal?
I had to stop cause this shit for E-Roc
I threw down my card and started slangin rocks
For a brother dis is you can't beat
My cash is flowin, now I'm bringin the meat
I'm feelin good sellin crack to a
Don't a fuck about his luck, ya know what I mean?
People trip, but they don't understand
a devil's land, no black foe a black man
Now it's a shame, but who's to
I got a baby with a 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 he's talkin about
If you get paid, sell your people out
But not me I'd do a crime
Deep in my rhyme; is it better for a man to do time?
To the red white and blue I give a fuck
Because I live and die, just to a buck
So I'm that
That rob his daddy, and his ass in the gutter
And I'm fool
that sold his cocaine at school
But Jack's an
So do what I do, cause he's makin all the motherfuckin...
shots*

I believe.. truthfully, we all die someday
So, die for yourself
or die hustlin for of your people
The choice is yours, choose your
You can get with this, or you can get that
We out