Luyện nghe bài hát I'd Rather Get Bread

But I'd get some bread
But I'd rather get bread

I said I having sex but I'd rather get some bread
But I'd rather get some bread, but I'd rather get some
I said I love having sex but I'd get some bread
But I'd get some bread, but I'd rather get some bread
I said I love having sex but I'd get some bread
I said I'd rather get some bread, I I'd rather get some bread
I said I having sex but I'd rather get some bread
I I'd rather get some bread, I said I'd rather get some bread

1]
Ay, two hundred women in the V.I.P.
And all of the will be bout me
If they bout me and my D-I-C
Then tell 'em I'm the like T.I.P.
you worth as many millions as me
They try to get close to you
Cause I put it like I'm sposed to do
And your is on my promotion crew
Gossiping what I did
about where I live
Aight I'm joking bout where I
Cause she will never know where is
that thing is awesome mayne
The grade I give you is off the chain
I love to take you to the Rikers' game
But I'd get some bread
Now you like you my dame
when I do my thang
When I tell her she to disappear
She gon' into a boomerang
Knock, knock, there?
"I'm back" Who
Me not speaking no
Girl you I'm a true player!

2]
H-N-I-C of the Houston
I don't care how many partners that you can
Y'all know that I'ma run it, know who the king
I'm so on the trail that my shoes are green
Paper chasing if it's any
And I'm on the trail till I make the
I be so close on big face
eew, I can smell Ben Franklin's breath
Y'all can try to test my
If I ain't the best come place ya bets
I can't see ya saying I ain't my sex
Because I a trick, I know it ain't my cheques
The secret service into me
I swear y'all gon' to be mad at me
Every dollar a fatality
And every President be casualties
An it had to be
My hustle game is Master P's
Every verse I spit is of
Like that painting on my mantle piece
And my crib is worse than G's
I got corporations and
And my wrist is than antifreeze
Cause my money stretching like P
A-N-T, what's the
Tell the I'm tugging birds
But not the drugs, that buzzing
I keep an eagle, I'm never
Word, gotta close to the money
Look at all the money we making for Johnny
make me a deal, that would make me a dummy
Had a bright idea, now my is sunny

I ever tell a yellow stellar to get her groove back
I'm pulling that ella-ella-unbrella, tell her groove
New Barack O-baller, for me and I'll improve rap
So in another class, Uncle Sam should me school tax
Used to purchase Jordans, found out was a rude cat
Paid this chick to burn 'em and she charged me two stacks
No response to that turn on me like I don't do dat
The rumours that I'm hearing just but a few facts