Luyện nghe bài hát Knowing

Brothers on the block
(From this on it only gets rougher!)
Sisters at the crib
(From this point on it only rougher!)
Preachers at the church knowing, we get by
(From this point on it only rougher!)
Teachers at the knowing
(From point on it only gets rougher!)
on the bottle knowing
(From this point on it only rougher!)
Junkies on the knowing, but still get high
(From this point on it only rougher!)

here's a formal introduction
Something to you ponder
The ugly, like "In Living Color"'s Wanda (word up!)
Well everybody play dumb, but some that succumb

And fall victim, I will overcome any hurdle or that's in my path
Fast cash should be the last resort so make it last for the risk you
Trick, you shook your ass for some dollar heels and a designer bag
Now ass backwards

All you got in the is bratwurst
Your stomach is in a knot, you got that phat purse
Pocketbook, stop and look, look void
by the need to indulge and enjoy the finer things in life right?

Your dignity, your only sacrifice, slim as chances of being somebody's wife
They seeing ya butt, booty naked every night, ain't right or wrong!

Brothers on the knowing
(From this on it only gets rougher!)
Sisters at the crib
(From point on it only gets rougher!)
Preachers at the knowing, we still get by
(From this on it only gets rougher!)
Teachers at the school
(From this point on it gets rougher!)
on the bottle knowing
(From point on it only gets rougher!)
Junkies on the corner knowing, but get high
(From this point on it gets rougher!)

Even though started falling apart
Wanda went and a Honda
Now she's out of a job, she would slob on a
For a little less than a yard, a massage you could drill her like a

She charge and rob
through yo' pockets
She got the tricks and the silver locket
he bought for his wife but Wanda left her license

On the stand fuckin' with this white man
She met in a little red Corvette, for sex
Made a deal that she would forge,t you can bet
Every has a positive and equal reaction

Therefore that goes around comes around in that fashion
Fast and furiously, the was a on the sliding glass door (bitch, it's me!)
You thought you was slick the way you hit me for lick
But you slipped now I'm getting in shit!

Brothers on the knowing
(From this point on it gets rougher!)
at the crib knowing
(From this on it only gets rougher!)
Preachers at the church knowing, we get by
(From point on it only gets rougher!)
Teachers at the knowing
(From point on it only gets rougher!)
Babies on the bottle
(From point on it only gets rougher!)
Junkies on the knowing, but still get high
(From this on it only gets rougher!)
(From this on it only gets rougher!)
(From this point on it gets rougher!)
(From point on it only gets rougher!)
(From this on it only gets rougher!)