Luyện nghe bài hát Road to the Riches

Verse

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

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I used to on the block sellin cooked up rock
bustin out my sock cos I really would clock
They for kind of fiends bringin jackets and jeans
Magazines, anything, to hustle for beans
The cash was comin fast, grew like grass
People hungry for the blast that don't last
Didn't want to be involved but the money getcha
richer and richer, the police took my picture
But I still supplied, some people I knew
and homicides 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 pretty boy
I shot up stores and I kicked down
Collecting scars from little wars
Many legs I broke, many I choked
And if provoked I let the pistol
members in a crew now down with the game
Sellin and dimes, sunshine or rain
I had was bad from my shoes to my pad
In the first time in my life money to dad
Now the table's turned and my switches
My name is Kool G Rap, I'm on the to the riches

Verse

?A thug for drugs, he eventually bugs
Lookin for on carpets and rugs
squealers tells? but the dealer still sells
Little spoiled inheritin oil wells
I was the type on the opposite
Of smokin the pipe, in a I got hype
Cos rags to riches men to witches
Become stitches, bags in ditches
Bloodshed, I painted the red
People fled as I put a head to bed
That mean's dead, in other deceased
got erased, bullets got released
Bombs were planted, the were kidnapped
In fact was a way to get back
At enemies who to clock G's
on my block, now they forever Z's
Plans of rampages went for
got knocked and locked inside cages
Some bit the dust for and crusts
In God We Trust, now to rust
Plus caps to cops, policeman
You blew off his top when the went pop
Troopers, soldiers, rollin boulders
Eyes of and their hearts get colder
Some young male put in
His so good his bail is on sale
Lookin at the hourglass, how long can this power
than my song but he already fell
He likes to eat hardy,
Be like John Gotti, and drive a
Rough in the ghetto, but in jail he's
Mellow, yellow fellow, or hell, hello
One court date can turn an to an inmate
But ?stay?, ship him upstate by the Great Lakes
And than and wait and wait
Til he breaks, that's all it
So he fakes to be a man, but he stand
On his own two feet because now in a new land
are different and so is life
When you think with a shank, with a knife
Not my lifestyle so I made a
More I earn, more money to burn
Pushin all buttons, pullin all
My name is G. Rap, I'm on the to the riches