Luyện nghe bài hát Riches To Rags (MMMKay) - Nappy Roots

There are when you get suckered in
By drugs, and alcohol, and sex with (mmmkay)
But it's when you do these too much
That you've become an addict, and get back in touch...

(Mmmkay) [uhh] (mmmkay) (mmmkay) [c'mon] [Nappy]

[Yo!]

(Mmmkay)

Alcohol, drugs, sex, become an addict (too much)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex (too much)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex (too much)

He wore the stuff, platinum chains with diamond cuts
slush, combined with wine and coconuts.
[Pushed a 'lac, gator shoes, suits, shahou(?)
Plenty hoes, plenty loot, a major nigga, a nigga.]
Kept red Jarans, plus a big benz, plus a lex jeep
Plus the best friends, he jet ski, in Texas.
{Flash the big chedda, wu-leather, new chedder, sweata
armaredda in a black Baretta
For the fools who change blue weather.}
[His tailor-made Armani suits, played Tommy boots
more hummers than army troops, word to my men Dukes.]
Look at him 'sached down, more kids than Brown
Had a private jet, the odds he bet, two keys inside his vest.
{I keep the chain, and a cold dame,
We drove a fast car in a lane,
With with the white cocaine flick it all in the dope game.}
[Snooort coke, push dope, down to cut, a throat
Spunt of his summer, cruisin' on a, love boat.]

(Mmkay)

{anyway} [mmm-hmm] {for real?}
[Is right?] {feel that} [Go'n ahead balla] {do ya thang}
[Mmmkay] [mmm-hmm] {really?}
[Is that right?] {feel that} [Go ahead {do yo thang}

Spring break, Beach, had a pair of, gold skis
Mo' money, Playboy (BK?) Nigga Please!
[He was to the lavish, trick you casual, status, not the fattest
Chick the baddest, used to with Gladys Knight,
This was your average night]
(My dude spend a G a week to see a freak
down to her bear essentials in the Presidential Suite,
His men too weak.)
{New York shot his brother, in a shootout
He had to move out, and drop his in a new house.}
He had nothin' to go home to, the was on the menu.
A two loser, [ohh man] deja vu.
(Fell in with Johnny Mafia, and let the gun play.
He sold his Altima, leased a Hundai, out his Mom's place!])
[Get caught for child support, poppin' was more important.
Bench warned, undercover imformant, three upstate, tough break.]
Droppin names, poppin veins, gettin off his own supply
Still weight, steady losin weight,
On the crime, his life on the line.

Alcohol, drugs, sex, become an addict (too much)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex (too much)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've an addict
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex (too much)

Look, him and his boys got duct
for out at Suge's place.
See all my niggas, took chase,
When they heard little Daddy weight.
{It was a robbery, snatch his platinum link, and his wallabe's.
street casualty that was written and promised in the prophecy.}
[They stole his and rings while they shot up his veins
God bless, he had no vest, and he no pain,
For the in his chest.]
beat, weak canal, stones in his reefer now
Lugz with blood, he 'bout to drown.
{Nose white, laughin, light splashin.
Soon he'll leave, but for now, him some room to breathe.
Doctor the family in, enemies, and next of kin.
One in the grave, and his soul in the wind.
From to dirt, went closed casket to limosines and a hearse
pictures of the bastard,
"Rest In Peace" on (damn!) his shirt.
Cause after ways, some niggas came over, jumpin' out of a rover.
Put the gat to his head, and he told him "The Over!".

[Mmmkay] {anyway} [mmm-hmm] real?}
[Is that right?] {feel that} [Go'n ahead balla] {do ya
[Mmmkay] [mmm-hmm] {oh really?}
[Is right?] {feel that} [Go ahead playa] {do ya thank?}
until fade}