Luyện nghe bài hát Road to the Riches

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When I was five years old I realized there was a
At the end I win lots of pots of gold
Never a break, never made a mistake
Took time to create cos money to make
To be a billionaire takes work for years
Some nights I shedded while I sent up prayers
Been through hard times, even worked time
In a ?seafood? store sweepin for dimes
I was sort of a porter the next man's order
my back for ?a shack for headquarters?
All my for four bucks an hour
Took the time, I wrote in the shower
Shoes are scoffed cos the road gets
But I'ma rock it til my ain't stuffed enough
All the freaks wouldn't cos my checks was weak
They would turn the other so I started to seek
A way to get a play, and one day
I'll be performin up a for a decent pay
No matter how it seems I always the dream
All the girlies and suckas get creamed
about it for five years straight
Finally I got a break and cut my first
The road ain't yellow and there no witches
My name is Kool G Rap, I'm on the to the riches

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I to stand on the block sellin cooked up rock
Money bustin out my sock cos I really clock
They were for kind of fiends bringin jackets and
Magazines, anything, just to for beans
The was comin fast, money grew like grass
People hungry for the blast that don't even
Didn't to be involved but the money will getcha
richer and richer, the police took my picture
But I still supplied, some I knew died
Murders and for bottles of suicide
Money, jewelry, livin like a
And I wasn't too far a Jaguar car
In a casino, the town's Al Pacino
For all of the girls, the boy Valentino
I shot up stores and I kicked doors
Collecting from little neighborhood wars
Many I broke, many necks I choked
And if provoked I let the smoke
Loyal members in a crew now down the game
Sellin nickels and dimes, or rain
What I had was bad my shoes to my pad
In the first time in my life loanin to dad
Now the table's and my lifestyle switches
My name is G Rap, I'm on the road to the riches

Three:

?A a-mugs? for drugs, he eventually bugs
Lookin for on carpets and rugs
squealers tells? but the dealer still sells
Little kids inheritin oil wells
I was the type on the opposite
Of smokin the pipe, in a I got hype
Cos to riches switches men to witches
Become stitches, body bags in
Bloodshed, I painted the red
People fled as I put a head to bed
mean's dead, in other words deceased
Face got erased, bullets got
Bombs were planted, the kids kidnapped
In fact was a way to get back
At enemies who tried to G's
on my block, now they forever Z's
of rampages went for ages
Some got knocked and inside cages
bit the dust for crumbs and crusts
In God We Trust, now rots to
Plus caps to cops, policeman
You blew off his top the pistol went pop
Troopers, soldiers, like boulders
Eyes of hate and their hearts get
Some young male put in
His lawyer so good his is on sale
Lookin at the hourglass, how long can power last?
Longer than my song but he already
He to eat hardy, party
Be John Gotti, and drive a Maserati
Rough in the ghetto, but in he's Jello
Mellow, yellow fellow, tell or hell,
One court date can turn an outlaw to an
But just ?stay?, ship him by the Great Lakes
And a-wait and wait and wait
Til he breaks, all it takes
So he fakes to be a man, but he stand
On his own two feet now he's in a new land
are different and so is life
When you think with a shank, with a knife
Not my lifestyle so I a U-turn
money I earn, more money to burn
Pushin all buttons, pullin all
My is G. Rap, I'm on the road to the riches