Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Food

My old boy from the point but I'm from
And every now and then I get put to the
But I be stopped 'cause I gotta come true
Ain't got no gun but I got my

Didn't come for no 'cause I don't eat steak
I got a plate of soul food chicken, rice and
Not covered in too much, drinking a cup of
Tropical every last Thursday of the

Daddy put tha hot on my chest in tha morning
When I was sick had tha hot soup boiling
Didn't why but it felt so good
Like waffles in the morning headed back to tha woods

Now I'm full as tick got some soul on blast in tha
for my brain I haven't stopped learning yet
Hot wings from Mo-Joes got my sweating
and blue cheese on my menu next

Southern Fry won't my body to lie still
Tied face goons surround me cancer drill
Me with second-hand but
to make matters worse
Plus I'm getting pimped by this lady Jackie
From Optima staffing laughing
Shut up clown talk to me like that looking stupid of course
Living day by day and you ain't hard, hell you say

such a blessing when my eyes get to see the sun rise
I'm ready to
Another chance to get further away where I've been
But I'll never
Everythang I went I appreciate the shit because
If I had went and took the way
I wouldn't be the strong nigga I am today
Everythang that I did, different thangs I was
Just ended up food for my soul

Come and get yo' soul food, well
Good old-fashioned food, all right
Everythang is for
As as it can be
Come and get soul food

morning where you eating at?
I'm on 1365 Drive, ol' bird working the stove ride
Churches dripping chicken in grease
Didn't go together this quart of Mickey's
night hanging over from a good time, yeah beef is cheaper
But it's pumped with red dye between two of bread
Shawty look good dem hairy legs
Wish I cut her up but, ma stomach come before sex
A full of hoes now what's the ingredient
Spaghetti plus her monthly

They know they it hard on the yard
Fuck Darden, fuck Marsha Clark
Taking us when we're in the spotlight for a
by the day I see it's getting bigga in my square
Looking at Lenox from the outside with a stare no to go inside
Tameka and Tiffany outside
And skipping rope to the beats my jeep
As I speak wuz up from the seat

A heaping helping of fried
Macaroni and and collar greens too big for my jeans
Smoke from under the lid that's on the pot
Ain't had a lot but thankful for the little that I got
Why not be fast got me feeling sick
Them crackers think sick
By trying to make this bullshit
I the Lord that my voice was recordable

and get yo' soul food, well well

Hold up C it's what I and Miss Lady acting like we in jail
Says she ain't got no extra hush puppies to
Bankhead seafood making me hit door
With a mind of attitude it was a line at tha beautiful
JJ's was packed too
Looking to be one of dem when Momma ain't cooking
Everybody's out hunting with tha family for a little soul food

Come and get yo' soul food, well
Good old-fashioned food, all right
Everythang is for
As as it can be
Come and get some food

Come and get yo' food, well well
old-fashioned soul food, all right
Everythang is for