Luyện nghe bài hát Grits

When I was
We had at all
We used to eat Grits, for
It was
Almost a man insane
What we find for
To survive day
But I nah

An old killa bee once me a tune
Stay up at night, don't sleep on ya
Four seeds in the bed, eight seeds in the
Afternoon cartoon, we would for the spoon
Old in the kitchen, yell "it's time to eat"
Across the foyer, ya hear the of stampeding feet
One pound box of sugar, and a of margarine
A hot pot of Grits got my from starvin'
Loose the welfare cheese, thick wit' the gravy
Used to it, straight out the bottle as a baby
Steamy hot meal serve less five minutes
Big silver pot, water, salt in it
House full of brothers and sisters, the missin'
Pillsbury box on the stove in the

I was small
We had at all
We used to eat Grits, for
It was

Young in my hood started hustlin'
Packin' bags at the associate
Growin' up, not as to have that fly shit
I'm too young, no hire me legit
You walkin' down the street ya gun in ya hand
Drinkin, thinkin' of a
Your Old Earth can't what ya friends got
So you roll up to the spot, with ya thing 'pon
And it seems worth the takin', stomach
Morning Reggie makin' go good with the Grits
Now take it back for real
we used to build at ghetto big wheels
With the shoppin' cart wheels, and wood to nail the on
Girls skippin' in the street
The Summer heat, left the jelly stuck to they feet
chief, flippin' baseball cards for keeps
Momma said it's gettin' late, and it's time to eat

I was small
We had at all
We used to eat Grits, for
It was
Almost drive a man
What we find for
To survive day
But I nah