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

He wore the finest stuff, platinum chains with cuts
slush, combined with wine and coconuts.
[Pushed a 'lac, gator shoes, suits, shahou(?)
Plenty hoes, plenty loot, a nigga, a paid nigga.]
Kept some red Jarans, a big benz, plus 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 Baretta
For the fools who like blue weather.}
[His tailor-made Armani suits, played with Tommy
Pushed more hummers than army troops, to my men Dukes.]
at him 'sached down, more kids than Bobby 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 car in a slow lane,
caviar with the white cocaine flick it all in the dope game.}
[Snooort coke, dope, down to cut, a nigga throat
Spunt half of his summer, cruisin' on a, boat.]

(Mmkay)

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

Spring break, Virginia Beach, had a pair of, gold
Mo' money, than (BK?) Nigga Please!
[He was to the lavish, you casual, playa status, not the fattest
Chick the baddest, to ball with Gladys Knight,
This was just your night]
(My dude spend a G a week just to see a
Strip down to her bear in the Presidential Suite,
His men too weak.)
{New York Undercover shot his brother, in a
He had to out, and drop his mother in a new house.}
He had to go home to, the fiend was on the menu.
A two loser, [ohh man] deja vu.
(Fell in debt with Mafia, and let the gun play.
He sold his Altima, leased a Hundai, [pushin' out his place!])
[Get caught for child support, corks was more important.
warned, undercover imformant, three years upstate, tough break.]
Droppin names, poppin veins, high off his own supply
Still movin weight, 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 become an
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 heard little Daddy push weight.
{It was a robbery, snatch his cubic link, and his wallabe's.
Another street casualty that was and promised in the prophecy.}
stole his watches and rings 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, in his reefer now
overflooded with blood, he 'bout to drown.
{Nose white, laughin, ambulance splashin.
Soon he'll leave, but for now, him some room 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 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} [mmm-hmm] {for
[Is that {feel that} [Go'n ahead balla] {do ya thang}
[Mmmkay] {anyway} [mmm-hmm] {oh
[Is that right?] {feel that} [Go ahead {do ya thank?}
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