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 become an addict, and must get in touch...

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

[Yo!]

(Mmmkay)

Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've an addict (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, chains with diamond cuts
Hawaiian slush, combined with and coconuts.
[Pushed a 'lac, gator shoes, suits, shahou(?)
Plenty hoes, plenty loot, a nigga, a paid nigga.]
Kept red Jarans, plus a big benz, plus a lex jeep
Plus the 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 change blue weather.}
[His tailor-made suits, played with Tommy boots
more hummers than army troops, word 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 the gold chain, and a cold dame,
We drove a car in a slow lane,
With with the white cocaine flick it all in the dope game.}
coke, push dope, down to cut, a nigga throat
Spunt half of his summer, cruisin' on a, boat.]

(Mmkay)

[Mmmkay] [mmm-hmm] {for real?}
[Is that right?] that} [Go'n ahead balla] {do ya thang}
[Mmmkay] [mmm-hmm] {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, used to with Gladys Knight,
This was just your average
(My dude spend a G a 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 nothin' to go home to, the was on the menu.
A two time loser, man] deja vu.
(Fell in with Johnny Mafia, and let the gun play.
He sold his Altima, a Hundai, [pushin' out his Mom's place!])
[Get for child support, poppin' corks was more important.
Bench warned, undercover imformant, three upstate, tough break.]
Droppin names, poppin veins, gettin off his own supply
Still weight, steady 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 out at Suge's place.
See all my niggas, they chase,
When they heard Daddy push weight.
{It was a robbery, his platinum cubic link, and his wallabe's.
street casualty that 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, canal, stones in his reefer now
Lugz with blood, he 'bout to drown.
{Nose white, laughin, light splashin.
Soon he'll leave, but for now, give him some 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 after ways, niggas came over, jumpin' out of a range rover.
Put the gat to his head, and he him "The Game's Over!".

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