Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Yeah (Pimp The System) (Remix)

Holton
Dean Street, clack
President, uh huh
Nostril out,
Orange Al,
T-Town, who ride?
Brooklyn, on, come on

in' the livin' room on the floor
All the pain got me on some shit
But I'm maintain
Nigga got 2 or 3 to my name
And my homies in the same boat goin' through the same

for a cake, better plot for the paper
We livin' in' the dark since April
On the candle, get a handle
My homie got a 25 automatic added to the

Nigga get the phonebook up in the yellow page
Lemme tell you how we fin' to get
We gonna take out and when we see the driver
We gonna stick the 25 up in his

Let's ride, steppin' outside like
to the notorious Southside
One to the four of us
Hidin' in the corridor we see the beam from car headlights

White boy in' the wrong place at the right
Soon as the car open up he mine
We roll up quick and put the to his nose
By the look on his face he probably in his clothes

You know this is, it's a stick up
Gimme the do' from your
You ran into the wrong
We runnin' down the hot with these stacks of boxes
So we up and met back at the apartment

Hell yeah, yo ain't you my nigga?
yeah, you wanna get paid my nigga?
Hell yeah, you tired of starvin' my nigga?
yeah, well let's ride then
Hell yeah, yeah

I know a way we can get you can get down
But you be afraid
go to the DMV and get a ID
The says you but the face is me

Now it's your turn my paper work
1, 2, 3 let's make it work
Then, out the credit card application
And it's gonna be 'bout 3 weeks a

For American Express, Discover
Platinum Visa, Master
'Cause when we was spooked as shit we was targets
Now we just walk up and say, "Charge it!"

To the game we brand names
Well known at department store
Even got the boys in the a few things
Po po never know who to blame

Sto' after you know we kept rollin'
Wait two weeks, report the car
Repeat the cycle like a a laundry mat
Like a glitch in the system it's hard to

Comin' out the with the shoppin' bags
We can it right back then get the cash
Yeah, get a and then do it again
right, that's how we paid the rent

Hell
Time to get paper
I'm for the caper
steady on

It's a deadly
We all gotta
This is the way we

Time to get this
I'm down for the
Please on

a deadly struggle
We all gotta
is the way we survive

I know a
We can get some paper
You know stamps, can we really do that?
yeah, right there for the takin'
Fuck welfare, we say

And, uh, you know the
Get up get in the line and just wait
Everybody on that's part of the game
And when they your name
Ms. Worker let my state my claim

I'm homeless, jobless, is hard, I'm 'bout hopeless
But I gotta eat
No to run to I'm 22
Now me what the fuck am I supposed to do

My sad made her feel close to me
I her feel like it was an emergency
When I came to the crib niggaz believe
I came with a big bag of groceries, hell yeah

Every job I ever had I had to get on the day
I out how to pimp on the system
Two ahead of the manager
Gettin' on the regular tax free money out of the register

And when I'm late nights
Stockin' boxes I'm they merchandise
And don't put me on I'm droppin' them bitches
And all day long to mop the kitchen shit

We ain't paid commission, minimum wage
Modern day conditions
Got me flippin' burgers with no
even buy one off what I make in an hour

I'm not the one to ass for the top position
I take mine off the top a politician
Where I'm doin' dirt is a part of living
I got mouths to feed, dawg, I to get it

Hell yeah, you down to my nigga?
Hell yeah, you ready to get your dirty my nigga?
yeah, your woman need money and things my nigga?
Hell yeah, well let's ride
yeah

If you gangsta
Then on the system
And show that you ready to

we get our freedom
We got to get
Please on the grind

If you gangsta
Then bring on the
And show you ready to ride

we get our freedom
We got to get
Please on the grind