Luyện nghe bài hát Meal Ticket

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

in weight from state to state
Niggaz ridin' dirty on my mobile phone, UGK
C said, "P, what's really goin' 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 rock
And label me a drug deala, just anotha nigga
Rest in peace to 2Pac and the rest of y'all niggas

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

Down south hustlin', ballin',
Niggaz up, some niggaz gang bangin'
to drink 40s, now it's mo whet
Used to roll cutlass, now it's and vets

on my fingaz, Rolex watches
Hoes on the block, bounce that ass, I pussy poppin'
Label me an alien, just like
'Cause I my money from the ghetto and I did it fast

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

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

8-ball and MJG, south representin'
A nigga to mention these hoes can't touch my pimpin'
Mobbin' the swamp, P and me and G and UGK
Somethin' that a muthafucka fuck, what these say?

we each be lookin for meal tickets, witches drivin' me crazy
Lady, can I claim yo' Honey, call me the Shady, maybe
the thinkin', we're 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 nigga's job, so damn hard to play 'em
Weigh em, no me, cause that's what they gon' pay me
Pimpin' dead baby, just ask MJG

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

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

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

Cocaine lady, white lady, sellin'
I'm leanin' on the leather and I'm on the wood
I'm feelin' on the ballin' in the slant back
I'm Pimp C, bitch and Tree, us niggaz roll

Bad ass bitches can't leave my dick
I 'bout me a key and changed my name to James Jones
ain't dead, ya heard what I said? How the fuck is pimpin' dead?
Qhen bitches still 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' with nothin' but queens and they

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

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

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

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

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