Luyện nghe bài hát Food for Thought

(so you know a lotta darkness out here
We watch it all
I'm looking at the darkness sayin
"damn, that's some over there", you know?

And we have to focus on it, sayin, you know
"y'all be cool")

(mh-mh-mh)

Ah
it out, y'all
A little food for
For in the ghetto
wild, livin foul
Cause y'all think in style
Know I'm sayin?

Now neighborhood has a nice child
But because of the things em they change up they whole lifestyle
I knew a kid with a cash
He had a little gear, yo, his status was class
But girls used to say he was so
And brothers around the way tryin to give him no props
He was quiet, he used to and play the smooth role
Brothers to diss him, he ain't sweat it, it was cool though
Confidence is what the child
He was tryin to this girl he was sweatin since a while back
He honey to go with him
Since he didn't have a name, that ain't give him no rhythm
of fact, she made him feel low
She said she a man that was out there makin real dough
So it was a lot that he had to
So money said it' and changed up his whole attitude

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(time to get it)
Yo, better chill
(time to bills)
(yo, y'all chill
(hey yo, I get ill)
Yo, better chill
(so the muthafuckin deal? )
Yo, y'all better

Now he had to make quick
So he started sellin drugs, because honey wanted a nigga
He was livin and then some
He started killin and buildin figures for his income
He had the fat rides he drove in
He was clockin dough, hoes, money was loungin
And for a nigga to test him
You know, him, try to slay him, or disrespect him
Let some brother tried to with him
He wouldn't to pull out and let off his whole clip in em
He was wettin like firemen
Shit, he was packin iron than vitamins
Now the seein mad money
And guess who pops up on the scene, yo, it's the bad
Now she's on the hawkin
Before no words, now he can't get that bitch to talkin
He told her to cut the
He her, played her, told the hoe to suck his dick
He said he was only out to get
So step the fuck off, because paybacks is a bitch,
She only got what she (word)
He kicked stupid bitch to the curb
Cause man, he had his whole down
Cause the nigags who used to diss him was all on his now

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Everything was how he it
But word got out, and other dealers wasn't it
The hoe he dissed, snitched and on him
So one day fellas ran up and the rolled on him
Shot em up blow-me-down
Cause if money catholic, he was holy now
He had it goin on and the perfect role
But ask a question: was it worth it though?

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