Luyện nghe bài hát Meal Ticket

My gave me fifty dollar, put me in the game
I been weed 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 state to
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 pocket of stones"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cocaine lady, lady, sellin' good
I'm leanin' on the leather and I'm grippin' on the
I'm feelin' on the great in the slant back
I'm C, bitch and Tree, us niggaz roll Cadillac

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

the nut up out a [Incomprehensible] bucket slow down suave nigga
Now bitch I be the prison pushin'
A 4 for 4 doors, king of the
with nothin' 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, 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
Tryin' to get a ticket
Tryin' to get a meal
Tryin' to get a ticket

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

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