Luyện nghe bài hát Meal Ticket

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

Pushin' in weight state to state
Niggaz ridin' on my mobile phone, it's UGK
Pimp C said, "P, what's 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 up rocks in my rock shop
And me a drug deala, just anotha hard nigga
Rest in peace to 2Pac and the rest of thug niggas

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Captain save 'em, pay 'em, you get to lay 'em
Got a nigga's job, so damn hard tryin to play 'em
Weigh em, no weigh me, cause that's what they 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 would you see? One of us is
That when ya hungry, I do it only, bustas
Fakes, and phonies, that money, where my ticket?

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

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

lady, white lady, sellin' good
I'm on the leather and I'm grippin' on the wood
I'm feelin' on the great ballin' in the back
I'm Pimp C, and Tree, us niggaz roll Cadillac

Bad ass bitches leave my dick alone
I done 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

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

Get cleansed, weeded, and watered, I like a Asian, Malaysian
Saudi Arabian, African I be in the Golden Gate, swish it out
Holdin' weight, I hits the block, I'm rollin' bait, them fiends 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 where we out

Tryin' to get a meal
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
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 ticket