Luyện nghe bài hát Fo Da Money

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

Pressure, is gettin to my
See, I need some food for my little boy's
Pulled up a chair just to think about my
Don't have a job, cause is the occupation
FUCK THE SYSTEM, you know that all wrong
I got my gauge, yeah now my on
on my baby, good he was sound 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 turned around but I could pull my trigger
in they ass, on the ground, another nigga
I was trippin, labelled as a dummy
But can you me, I did it for da mo-ah-money

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

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

I the time when I was six
The American Dream was everybody gets,
But yo, a for all to know
Four hundred years has passed, and we po'
He ain't my Uncle, but Sam what he's talkin about
If you wanna get paid, sell your out
But not me I'd rather do a
Deep in my rhyme; is it better for a man to do time?
To the red white and I don't give a fuck
Because I and die, just to make a buck
So I'm mother-fucker
That rob his daddy, and his ass in the gutter
And I'm fool
that sold his kids cocaine at
But an attorney
So I'ma do I do, cause he's makin all the motherfuckin...
shots*

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