Luyện nghe bài hát Sick & Tired

[Chorus: Hamilton]
I'm sick and of being criticized
I'm sick and of barely gettin by
I'm and tired of not livin right
I'm and tired of being sick and tired

I'm sick and tired of being pushed
I'm and tired of callin folks for rides
I'm sick and tired of this life
I'm sick and tired of being and tired

V]
What is what is makin it
For peace is there a
Tell me if you rich you only gotta worry more shit
The house, the car notes, child and kin people
doors "mo money, mo problems" that's how it goes

[B.
Man, I'm gettin tired of runnin and duckin, runnin then
Especially when I did nothin, do somethin then
Out here in these streets hustlin
Po, tryin to make this 'fore the police bustin in

scales]
And then its it could'a been should'a been
Find yourself outside in
Givin up feelin
Mad at the world you down and they gettin up
Mad at yourself cause you you shouldn't be given up

[Skinny
I'm tired and sick of bummin
On top of that my nine to
Sucks for a bucks
And change now what's the why
My don't amount to fuck
No matter how I try
I'm stuck in the 22 now catch me when I'm and tired

[Ron
Prophit, this out
I'm gettin tired of mama breakin her neck for the pay
makin her sweat seem like everyday she stressed

(I've had up to here pussyfooters actin like we owed you something
Lets see "you know who" like I'm to throw you something)

I'm gettin' of daddy puchin the clock scaring his knuckles
He tired of the hustle he feel the pain in his muscles

(seems like the media us against being rich
we shouldn't enjoy shrimp and occasional trips)

While my brother scrappin' with his baby mother
Deep down I know he love her but he should a a rubber

(I'm and tired of players down to do us bodily harm
Like country boys ain't at the range firing arms)

And my little sister she grown want to make on her own
I ain't bring you in this but you still my baby girl

(I'm fed up I feel like this
MM yeaga's keep head up we pray and kneel for this)

VI]
Keep it real remember god don't [unknown]
forget where you come from
You got some money gimme
You different, you
Man I got your first
You always be Vito to me
So now get out my

Scales]
I know you mean dog
Tired of people who complain always bout the thing
First you learn to maintain after that a change
See we gettin up and out
Playa what you jokin and you bout
Change is what we out

Deville]
What they say I ain't bout
All day and night I struggle
Just to pay the
Now I keep the lights on
Ain't got no time for lazy
Damn man, who these rules
What about they amused
I'm and tired but I can't stop
No matter if say I lose

[B.
My wife is about how much she can get me on her life insurance
But still was bummin no problem life was purious
"Mo money, Mo Problems" that's right

until fade]