Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Food

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

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

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

Now I'm full as tick got some on blast in tha cassette
Food for my brain I haven't learning yet
Hot from Mo-Joes got my forehead sweating
Celery and cheese on my menu next

Southern Fry allow my body to lie still
Tied face surround me like cancer drill
Me with obstacles but
Only to make matters
Plus I'm getting by this temp lady Jackie
From Optima staffing laughing
Shut up clown don't talk to me that looking stupid of course
Living day by day and you ain't hard, trick you say

It's a blessing when my eyes get to see the sun rise
I'm to begin
chance to get further away from where I've been
But I'll forget
Everythang I went through I appreciate the shit
If I had went and took the way
I wouldn't be the strong that I am today
Everythang that I did, thangs I was told
Just ended up being food for my

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

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

They know making it hard on the yard
Chris Darden, fuck Marsha Clark
Taking us when in the spotlight for a joke
Changing by the day I see 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 from my jeep
As I speak wuz up from the seat

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

Come and get yo' soul food, well

Hold up C it's what I write and Miss Lady acting like we in
Says she ain't got no hush puppies to sell
seafood making me hit that door
With a mind full of it was a line at tha beautiful
Ribshack was packed too
Looking to be one of dem days when ain't cooking
Everybody's out hunting with tha family looking for a soul food

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

Come and get yo' soul food, well
Good soul food, all right
Everythang is for