Luyện nghe bài hát If I Had (radio Edit)

By Marshal
is life?
Life is a big obstacle
In front of your optical to you down

And time you think you gotten past it
It's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn
What are
are people that you think are your friends
But they really your enemies, secret identities
And disguises, to hide they colors
So when you think you close enough to be brothers
They want to come and cut your throat when you ain't lookin'

is money?
Money is what a man act funny
is the root of all evil
Money'll make them same friends come back
that they was always down

What is
I'm tired of
I'm of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of so many sins
of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins
Tired of never any ends
Tired of having friends hooked on crack and many things
I'm of this DJ playing your shit when he spins
Tired of not having a
Tired of having to deal the bullshit without grabbing the steel
Tired of drowning in my
Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to my Monte Carlo
I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying and dartin' off
I'm tired of jobs off at five fifty an hour
Then this boss why I'm smartin' off
Tired of being fired every I fart and cough
Tired of having to work as a gas clerk
For this jerk breathing down my driving me berserk
I'm tired of plastic silverware
Tired of working in Square
Tired of not a millionaire
But if I had a million
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the into alcoholics

If I had a wand,
I'd make the world suck my
a condom on,
While I'm on the
If I had a million
It be enough,
I'd still be out
Robbing armored
If I had one
I ask for a big enough ass
For the whole to kiss

I'm tired of being white trash, broke and poor
Tired of taking pop bottles back to the party
I'm tired of not having a
Tired of not a home
To one in if I did have it on
Tired of not a B-M
Tired of not working at G-M, tired of to be him
Tired of not without a Tylenol P-M
Tired of not in a packed coliseum
Tired of not on tour
Tired of fucking the same whore
work in the back of a Contour
I'm tired of faking with a stack of ones
Having a lack of funds and resorting to guns

Tired of being at
I'm of wearing the same damn Nike Air hat
Tired of in clubs wearing the same pair of Lugz
Tired of people saying tired of hearing me rap about drugs
Tired of other rappers who ain't bringin' the skill as me
Saying they feeling me when nobody's as ill as me
I'm tired of stations telling fibs
Tired of J-L-be saying "Where Lives"

But if I had a million
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I'd make the suck my dick
Without a on, while I'm on the john

If I had a bucks
It wouldn't be enough, because I'd be out
Robbing armored
If I had one
I ask for a big enough ass
For the world to kiss
You know what I'm
I'm of all of this bullshit
me to be positive
How'm I 'sposed to be positive I don't see shit positive?
Know I'm sayin'?
I rap shit around me, shit I see
Know I'm sayin'?
Right now I'm of everything
Tired of all this player hating going on in my own city
Can't get no airplay, you what I'm sayin'?
But ey, it's cool though, you what I'm sayin'?
fed up
That's my