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

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

(Mmkay)

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

Spring break, Virginia Beach, had a of, gold skis
Mo' money, than Playboy (BK?) Please!
[He was to the lavish, trick you casual, status, not the fattest
the baddest, used to ball with Gladys Knight,
This was just your average
(My dude a G a week just to see a freak
Strip down to her bear in the Presidential Suite,
His men too weak.)
{New York Undercover his brother, in a shootout
He had to move out, and drop his in a new house.}
He had to go home to, the fiend was on the menu.
A two time loser, [ohh man] vu.
(Fell in debt 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.
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, his life on the line.

Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an (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 out at Suge's place.
See all my niggas, took chase,
When they heard little push weight.
{It was a robbery, his platinum cubic link, and his wallabe's.
Another street casualty that was written and in the prophecy.}
[They stole his watches and while they shot up his veins
God bless, he had no vest, and he no pain,
For the in his chest.]
Heart beat, weak canal, stones in his now
Lugz overflooded blood, he 'bout to drown.
white, laughin, ambulance light splashin.
Soon he'll leave, but for now, give him some to breathe.
Doctor called the family in, enemies, and of kin.
One foot in the grave, and his 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 came over, jumpin' out of a range rover.
Put the gat to his head, and he told him "The Over!".

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