Luyện nghe bài hát Hungry

Aha, 2000, Bubba Sparxxx, yeah, 2000
Now tell me how y'all expect to eat if boys ain't hungry
How you figure you gon' straighten the if y'all boys ain't hungry

Shit, you couldn't relate to K if we shared the same blood
That's why I keep you guessin' like manics up
Flame up for my who done walk with me for years
Through this pissiness rain, we gon' be ballin' when it clears
In the mall workin' the tryin' to get my [unverified]
I swore to tell the truth, it may offend them
Itty-bitty weak-minded crabs who gon' keep stab
And Bubba with that side talk, that me think that I ought to

[Unverified] glock, and run up in their
Fuck that money in your safe, I them munchies off the top
Folk that's off this block and they countin' on me to feed 'em
Got a car of chickens and we 'bout to go home and eat 'em
I'm cravin' everything cabbage chips to cheese
'Cuz it's that feeling in my stomach got me trips for keys
From Athens to Belize, whatever for my
I'll turn cannibal if it takes that for you to live

Now tell me how y'all expect to eat if y'all ain't hungry
How you figure you gon' straighten the beef if y'all ain't hungry
I been seekin' for a deal for years and for I'm still hungry
They say that folk can't do it but we will cos we hungry

Man that first verse ain't fill me up, it's like I take worm
I'm eatin' lettuce and [unverified]
And [unverified] that take turn, it's that flake that hate burn
Live by y'all who can't
Why it hurts to see them with platinum plates they ain't earn
I'm lickin' this whip munchin' on a few chips
Fittin' a snack on this broad I thought I'd never with
Duddy the throw out that kick, heat up that snare
Season tip, I rhymin' with a reason to spit

We leavin' the financially and physically slick
You'll never see me undernourished I'm lyrically fit
Like grillin' shit when it comes to verses of hunger
I'm rappin' this for and polo shirts for the summer, yeah
It hurts me to wonder if you can me can leave each other
You not like my cookin' now but I'm gon' teach you to love it
I speak to you in public, the pride, the salory
I don't know when your turn come
But it to be after me

Now tell me how y'all to eat if y'all boys ain't hungry
(Get it up, what)
How you figure you gon' the beef
If y'all ain't hungry
(Ah, ah, ah)

I seekin' for a deal for years
And for I'm still hungry
(Aha, what)
They say that folk can't do it
But we will 'cuz we
(Yeah, yeah)

I got a tape full of songs, wylin with five
Waitin' on the deal to 'cuz my plate full of crumbs
It's so hard through them bright nights on dark days
And these crackers livin' good ain't what my stomach say
I got a tape full of songs, wylin with ones
on the deal to come 'cuz my plate full of crumbs
It's so hard through them bright nights sleep on days
And crackers livin' good that ain't what my stomach say

Man, I came up in the grains with Jen and
And every I ate consisted of some bread and cheese
I'm bet to believe ain't scared to eat after me
But if you don't want left of this, well then feed after me
You want me to leave the toward this buffet then just say
Bubba, it's feedin' time and I'll sharpen these of mine
And devour this filthy slop that they fed us from the
I the Lord for daily bread
And plus for you with Sparxxx

Now tell me how y'all expect to eat if boys ain't hungry
(Uh, uh)
How you figure you gon' the beef
If y'all ain't hungry

I been seekin' for a for years
And for real I'm still
(Yeah, ah, what)
They say that folk can't do it
But we 'cuz we hungry
(C'mon, c'mon)

Now tell me how y'all expect to eat if y'all boys ain't
(Get it up, get it up what)
How you figure you gon' the beef
If y'all ain't hungry

I been for a deal for years
And for real I'm still
(What)
They say that country can't do it
But we will we hungry
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)

Yeah, Ken, Bubba Sparxxx, nonsense
Underground collabo, yeah, 2000 baby