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 things too much
That become an addict, and must get back in touch...

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

[Yo!]

(Mmmkay)

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

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

(Mmkay)

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

break, Virginia Beach, had a pair of, gold skis
Mo' money, Playboy (BK?) Nigga Please!
[He was to the lavish, trick you casual, playa status, not the
Chick the baddest, to ball with Gladys Knight,
This was just your night]
(My dude spend a G a just to see a freak
Strip to her bear essentials in the Presidential Suite,
His men too weak.)
{New Undercover 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 time loser, [ohh man] vu.
(Fell in with Johnny Mafia, and let the gun play.
He his Altima, leased a Hundai, [pushin' out his Mom's place!])
[Get for child support, poppin' corks was more important.
warned, undercover imformant, three years upstate, tough break.]
Droppin names, poppin veins, gettin high off his own
Still movin weight, losin weight,
On the crime, with his on the line.

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

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

[Mmmkay] {anyway} {for real?}
[Is that right?] that} [Go'n ahead balla] {do ya thang}
[Mmmkay] {anyway} {oh really?}
[Is that right?] {feel [Go ahead playa] {do ya thank?}
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