Luyện nghe bài hát Girs

Food and liquor stores on every corner
From 45th and State to the last standing Horner
J&J's, pale chicken, good finger
While they sin, gin, sin sin at Rothschild and Lynnwood
The winos crooked
Meets the high of the youth searchin for the truth
They rebel and raise hell alleyways and in classroom settings
They get, high off that drum bass and 20/20
rock braids, Air Force Ones and Timbs
They Hennessy, Hypnotiq and 40's
They they women hoes, bust downs and shorties
They keep funeral homes in and gunshot wards of hospitals full
packed, bubblin over in brown sugar
They empty, Westside lots crowded, hype's powdered
The well is running dry, the days of and Martin have ended
Our hope has and off to the side
Waiting for the of the revolution
Because we are dying at the of our own pollution
But God has solution, that has evolved from the hood
I present one who turns, the to good

A'uzu min ash shaitani r rajimi
Bismi 'r-rahmani 'r-rahim
Dedicated, to my
Peace! And much to you
YEAH!! And it
1st and, 15, present
You know it is
See.. I got this philosophy
I think the world, and in it
Is up of a mix, of two things
You got your good, y'know, and bad
You got your food, and your
right.. Chilly Chill!
You know, it's a long time comin
I give you my.. I give you my
My soul, my mind my thoughts, my
My experience, nuttin more, and less
Yes, FNF, uh-huh! So
no further ado...
Fiasco's, "Food & Liquor"