Luyện nghe bài hát Food, The - (live)

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

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

I in the crib, got two kids
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
Until the and white
Now the money coming slow but at a nigga know
Slow motion better

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

Y'all the Sprewells and trucks that's detailed
Heartless females that wanna in 'em
the South side venom in raw hides and denim
Pimp minds with 'em, a system that tries victims

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

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

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 and white
Now the money coming slow but at least a know
Slow better than

It's all in the hood like raps and gems
and Timbs, blacks and rims
Whether on ball courts, attires of all
We never fall short, with us it's our Force And 1's

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

Arrows on Terot pointing to the grind
Po' in more prisons, pointing to my mind
the light up, clench my fists tight, holding the right up
Freedom fight in gear for the years to get brighter
Situations and get tighter
My man trying to get his weight and up, c'mon

I walked in the crib, got two
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 slow but at least at nigga
Slow better than

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

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