Luyện nghe bài hát Hip 2 Tha Skeme

i get it
make it one make it two it three
before it happens
make it make it five make it 6 7 8 9
ten
on motherfucka we can do it again

See i aint had shit
but my strife and my and my life
and all thems is just hand downs from my lidvens
the closest black folks ever to pimpin
is steal and hustling food stamps for that 94
how many days can i stretch box of grits
shit quits im a brother
pitching fits or shit
i use my mouth or a muscle anything to make the rent,
you know the hustle.
I know the us economy and i run it
im about to make four dollars into 4 hundred
aint nothing happening but serious game
while got billions in the bank
we got money on the dank
and when we got fresh we on top,
on top of what when the table's on hock
gun on cock but we seen it on the
make a dash for the cash and gangsta leaning on your ass
twentys and tens its all about ends
no need to sin to uplift a california
but i cos all i remember as a tot was them ogs
gankin motherfuckars the glocks
and now the rocks is in my
and my spots hot like the tropics
a taskforce topic cos this a cya
even though the yay is in by the cia
see im a motherfuckas thats done some for my meal ticket
but i quick you gots to deal with it
well i did for twentytwofucking
you damn straight my homies relate we all shed tears
and its clear to my ear i had to learn knowledge
cos after 12th i had to say fuck college
and the knowledge no longer i waste my time
the pen was in my hand
but im to the grind
im steady
to the police station,
they checking me but its inflation doing this taking
no hesistating cant be let me do my thing
i was hooked like a fiend but now im hip to tha

i heard game when its in your face
im spitting the game so to you
you could the wet trace
if everybody in the had a phd
youd say that dr flip that hell it good for me
200thousand walkin one line one place to go
no revolution they just walking to the liquor store
here take a so its quicker said the niggerroe
just wanna get thru the i been here before
a typical ho aint no different
except that she know that caint no prostitute
can become a up in this system
be more drama than a soap opera daytime spot
but aint no twist up in cemetery plot
since nineteen
i's hustling for that dough
my been putting out cross that wick like she's a specialized pro
this shit is getting
im getting ill ready to
the only thing i can inherit is an overdue
now its six in the
i to the ride
as i glide the street
i get to far
cos my gas is E
im not yet
but you dont me though
unlesss you creeping as my drive through window
now if you wondering bout my fucked up frown
is cos im thinking how the wealth dont trickle down
to that beat nickle pound as my homies in the back
pass the nickle bag around and im looking at the
through the fogged up knowing if i was walking
id be smelling stench of or stale pussy in your window
i ask when those stores get down
a system eats itself got it looking like a ghost town
no proof of purchase my ass is purchase proof
analyze how they fucked us if i was dr ruth
im on proof with the they started with nothing
robbed and ganked and
no po folks getting rich
less some is getting peeled
except for a couple of motherfuckas who live their
token seen of the rich and famous
front page of the but that's a known
trick tell them their own dick
im hip to the
im to bring up the whole clique.