Luyện nghe bài hát Meal Ticket

My potna gave me dollar, put me in the game
I been slangin' then I moved up to cane
Pushin' dem bouldas, slangin' dem
I got 'em 2 for 3, God dammit, I'm a

Pushin' in weight from to state
Niggaz ridin' on my mobile phone, it's UGK
Pimp C said, "P, what's really on?"
I said, "What's really happenin?" He said, "I gotta full of stones"

Now P, be dat new kid on the
36 OZ's choppin' up rocks in my shop
And label me a drug deala, just anotha nigga
Rest in peace to 2Pac and the of y'all thug niggas

hookin' up, tryin' to make work
Sendin' from FedEx to UPS trucks
Now P lavish, caviar and cabbage
Peppers and beans and and cabbage

south hustlin', ballin', slangin'
Niggaz teamin' up, some niggaz gang
to drink 40s, now it's mo whet
Used to cutlass, now it's Benz's and vets

Beckett on my fingaz, Rolex
Hoes on the block, bounce that ass, I mean poppin'
Label me an alien, just Outkast
'Cause I made my money from the ghetto and I did it

'Cause I'm it, y'all know I'm rowdy
Ask Big Mo and John Henry if y'all it
Hooked up 8-ball and MJG
'Cause we tryin' to get a meal ticket from streets

to get a meal ticket
Tryin' to get a meal
Tryin' to get a meal
Tryin' to get a meal

Tryin' to get a ticket
Tryin' to get a meal
to get a meal ticket
Tryin' to get a ticket

and MJG, south side representin'
A nigga came to mention these hoes can't touch my
through the swamp, P and me and G and UGK
Somethin' that a muthafucka fuck, what hoes say?

we each be lookin for meal tickets, witches drivin' me crazy
Lady, can I yo' baby? Honey, call me the Shady, maybe
Construct the thinkin', turnin' to duckies bankin'
No laws save me a slice of meat up in my grave

save 'em, pay 'em, before you get to lay 'em
Got a real job, so damn hard tryin to play 'em
Weigh em, no weigh me, cause that's what they pay me
Pimpin' ain't dead baby, ask MJG

Who be I? MJG, he be me but if I was he
And you was I, who would you see? One of us is
That ya hungry, I do it only, pertainin' bustas
Fakes, and phonies, about money, where my ticket?

Tryin' to get a ticket
to get a meal ticket
Tryin' to get a ticket
Tryin' to get a ticket

Tryin' to get a meal
Tryin' to get a meal
Tryin' to get a ticket
Tryin' to get a ticket

Cocaine lady, white lady, good
I'm leanin' on the and I'm grippin' on the wood
I'm feelin' on the great in the slant back
I'm Pimp C, bitch and Tree, us niggaz Cadillac

Bad ass bitches can't my dick alone
I done 'bout me a key and changed my to James Jones
Pimpin' ain't dead, ya heard what I How the fuck is pimpin' dead?
Qhen bitches givin' me head? Lickin' my ass if he'd be the deala

Suck the nut up out a bucket slow down suave nigga
Now bitch I be the pushin' everythin'
A 4 for 4 doors, king of the
Fuckin' nothin' but queens and they daughters

Get cleansed, weeded, and watered, I like a Asian, Malaysian
Saudi Arabian, I be blazin' in the Golden Gate, swish it out
weight, I hits the block, I'm rollin' bait, them fiends come out
They they got to stole the cake, I motivate

Fiends dealas, ballas, hatas, and boppas
and Hyde, Bonnie and Clyde, and niggaz
That with glocks and choppas where we out

Tryin' to get a ticket
to get a meal ticket
Tryin' to get a ticket
Tryin' to get a ticket

to get a meal ticket
Tryin' to get a ticket
Tryin' to get a meal
Tryin' to get a ticket

Tryin' to get a meal
Tryin' to get a meal
Tryin' to get a meal
Tryin' to get a ticket