Luyện nghe bài hát Food, The - (live)

Tonight's musical
Two of finest emcees
Give it up for and Kanye West

It's sense
Yeah! Common
Common Sense, yeah well
On the Chappelle Show
gotta eat right? It's the food, baby

I walked in the crib, got two
And my mama late
So I had to did, I had to did
I had to get

I'm up all night, getting my right
Until the blue and
Now the money coming but at least a nigga know
Slow motion than

You love to hear the story again and
these young brothers from the City of Wind
Like juice and gin in the city, we
Amongst the hustle, titties and skin, and rims

know the Sprewells and trucks that's detailed
Heartless that wanna ride in 'em
Felt the South side in raw hides and denim
Pimp minds collide with 'em, a system tries victims

We in, my man in the fast lane pivoting
On the block white is like Eminem
On the it jump off like Kim and them
On the block it's hot, you can feel it in your

And shorties get the game but no instructions to assembling
bright, it seem like the fight is dimming them
Call my man cuzo I'm kin to him
He to stay straight, the streets is bending him

I walked in the crib, got two
And my baby late
So I had to did, I had to did
I had to get

I'm up all night, getting my right
the blue and white
Now the money coming slow but at least a know
Slow motion better

It's all good in the hood like and gems
and Timbs, blacks and rims
Whether on ball courts, of all sorts
We fall short, with us it's our Force like And 1's

Some waves, some air guns, the of the fair one is over
For cats is colder than four below, self, I go toe to toe
if it's for the art or for the doe
Though I know to a nigga, I gotta learn to let go
Though I know to doe, I gotta bring back to the

Arrows on cards pointing to the grind
Po' livin' in prisons, pointing to my mind
Shine the light up, my fists tight, holding the right up
Freedom fight in dark gear for the to get brighter
and jobs get tighter
My man to get his weight and height up, c'mon

I in the crib, got two kids
And my baby mama
So I had to did, I had to did
I had to get

I'm up all night, getting my money
Until the blue and
Now the money coming but at least at nigga know
Slow better than

I, I know I could it right
If I could swallow my pride
But I run away or put my gun away
You can't on me

I, no, I let it ride
No, no, not
See, I can't run away or put my gun
You can't on me