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

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

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

[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
Hawaiian slush, combined wine and coconuts.
[Pushed a 'lac, gator shoes, suits, shahou(?)
Plenty hoes, loot, a major nigga, a paid nigga.]
some 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, gucci
Spillin' armaredda in a Baretta
For the who change like blue weather.}
tailor-made Armani suits, played with Tommy boots
Pushed more hummers than troops, word to my men Dukes.]
Look at him down, more kids than Bobby Brown
Had a private jet, the odds he bet, two keys inside his vest.
{I keep the gold chain, and a dame,
We drove a fast car in a lane,
With caviar the white cocaine flick it all in the dope game.}
[Snooort coke, push dope, down to cut, a nigga
Spunt of his summer, cruisin' on a, love boat.]

(Mmkay)

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

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

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

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

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