Luyện nghe bài hát Grits

When I was
We had at all
We used to eat Grits, for
It was
Almost drive a man
What we could for
To another day
But I nah

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

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

shorties in my hood started hustlin'
Packin' at the neighbourhood associate
Growin' up, not as fortunate to have that fly
I'm too young, no hire me legit
You walkin' down the street with ya gun in ya
Drinkin, thinkin' of a
Your Old Earth afford what ya friends got
So you roll up to the spot, with ya 'pon cock
And it seems the takin', stomach achin'
star Reggie makin' go good with the Grits
Now let's take it for real
When we to build at ghetto big wheels
With the cart wheels, and wood to nail the seat on
Girls rope in the street
The heat, left the jelly prints stuck to they feet
Skelly chief, flippin' cards for keeps
Momma said gettin' late, and it's time to come eat

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