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
you've become an addict, and must get back in touch...

(Mmmkay) (mmmkay) [uhh] (mmmkay) [c'mon] [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 with diamond cuts
slush, combined with wine and coconuts.
[Pushed a 'lac, gator shoes, suits, shahou(?)
hoes, plenty loot, a major nigga, a paid nigga.]
Kept some red Jarans, a big benz, plus a lex jeep
Plus the friends, plus he jet ski, in Texas.
the big chedda, wu-leather, new chedder, gucci sweata
Spillin' in a black 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 'sached down, more kids than Brown
Had a private jet, planned the odds he bet, two keys his vest.
{I keep the 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.}
[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 {do yo thang}

Spring break, Beach, had a pair of, gold skis
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,
This was your average night]
(My dude spend a G a week just to see a
Strip down to her bear essentials in the Suite,
His men too weak.)
{New York Undercover shot his brother, in a
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 loser, [ohh man] deja 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.
Bench warned, imformant, three years upstate, tough break.]
Droppin names, poppin veins, gettin high off his own
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, become an addict
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 they little Daddy push weight.
{It was a robbery, snatch his platinum link, and his wallabe's.
Another 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
overflooded with blood, he 'bout to drown.
{Nose white, laughin, ambulance splashin.
Soon he'll leave, but for now, give him some to breathe.
Doctor the family in, enemies, and next of kin.
One in the grave, and his soul in the wind.
From ashes to dirt, went casket to limosines and a hearse
Photographic 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] [mmm-hmm] {for real?}
[Is that right?] {feel that} ahead balla] {do ya thang}
[Mmmkay] {anyway} [mmm-hmm] {oh
[Is that right?] {feel [Go ahead playa] {do ya thank?}
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