Luyện nghe bài hát MrBlue Collar (Interlude)

(yo rhymefest, JV)
(what up 'Lik)
(come over here quick man let me talk to these
motherfuckers)
(alright, alright)
(ay man get you bad ass over here and to what these
got to say)
(wild whasup, Chitown)
(talk Mo)
(dig shorty)
(GD here)

Imagine you was
The came in
And somehow you was able to the search
(all now)
(come on son)
This just mean yo grandmama musta really, really in church
(hmm)
Maybe its for you trade in merch for a blue collar
(man i workin' no job)
'cause even if you is hustlin' you gonna a job on the side
And if you are payin' paul, then peter get robbed on the
(teach)
(yes, yes)
If you been in perpetual, grind mode
And only been able to get small on
Then you need somethin' to back on
(mmhmm)
(whoo)
But we the people talk tall smack on
(come on, on)
(sho do)
legislate as if you had a father
(i had no daddy)
Had hot water, electricity, and yo' mom abuse you
(we didnt up wit none o that)
So like Tom let me you
Through this here minority
(teach)
(tell em 'Lik, em)
Y'all know we ain't really runnin' rap, right?
(whoo)
And ain't got no authority in sports
(whoo)
And why do the motherfuckin' media keep feedin' you lies
(yes, yes)
(man i never watch BET)
And tellin' you that all the and latinos is out here smuggling
When the vast of minorities
Got two jobs, a career, and family
jugglin', strugglin' to keep adulthood from kickin they rear
(yes sa, yes sa)
(sho we do, sho we do)
This chapter is for chicken and
kicks and some gear
The money for the whip and the tip we keep here
We try to a trip a year
''cause you need a vacation from all the hatin'
And the pigs tryin' to put a in your wig
(tell em, boy you em right)
We got two things: a and a gig
(you em right)
Because you have two things a and some kids
(whoo)
(OK, OK)
You already what it is
(what is it?)
(I know)
you workin' a whole lotta hours
For a few dollars
(Lord i know)
(yes)
So i wanna hear you
MISTER Blue

(mister collar)
(you em boy)
(yeah what it is)
(man get yo out my pocket nigga