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

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

(Mmmkay) [uhh] (mmmkay) [uhh] (mmmkay) [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 finest stuff, platinum chains with cuts
Hawaiian slush, with wine and coconuts.
[Pushed a 'lac, shoes, amani suits, shahou(?)
Plenty hoes, loot, a major nigga, a paid nigga.]
Kept some red Jarans, plus a big benz, plus a lex
Plus the friends, plus he jet ski, in Texas.
{Flash the big chedda, wu-leather, new chedder, sweata
Spillin' armaredda in a black
For the who change like blue weather.}
[His Armani suits, played with Tommy boots
Pushed hummers than army troops, word to my men Dukes.]
Look at him 'sached down, more kids than Brown
Had a jet, planned 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 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 that right?] {feel that} [Go'n ahead {do ya thang}
{anyway} [mmm-hmm] {really?}
[Is that right?] that} [Go ahead playa] {do yo thang}

Spring break, Virginia Beach, had a of, gold skis
Mo' money, than (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 spend a G a week just to see a freak
Strip down to her essentials in the Presidential Suite,
His men too weak.)
York Undercover shot his brother, in a shootout
He had to out, and drop his mother in a new house.}
He had nothin' to go to, the fiend was on the menu.
A two time loser, [ohh man] vu.
(Fell in with Johnny Mafia, and let the gun play.
He sold his Altima, a Hundai, [pushin' out his Mom's place!])
[Get caught for child support, corks was more important.
warned, undercover imformant, three years upstate, tough break.]
Droppin names, veins, gettin high off his own supply
Still movin weight, losin weight,
On the crime, with his 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 got duct taped
for hangin' out at place.
See all my niggas, they chase,
When they little Daddy push weight.
{It was a robbery, snatch his platinum link, and his wallabe's.
Another street casualty was written and promised in the prophecy.}
[They 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
Lugz with blood, he 'bout to drown.
{Nose white, laughin, light splashin.
he'll leave, but for now, give 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 ashes to dirt, went closed to limosines and a hearse
Photographic 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 him "The Game's Over!".

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