Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Food (Remix)

My old boy the point
But I'm from Southwest and
Now and I get put to the test
But I be stopped
Cause I gotta true ain't go no gun
But I got my
Didn't come for no beef cause I eat steak
I got a of soul food chicken, rice and gravy
Not covered in too
a cup of punch, tropical
Every last Thursday of the

Daddy put tha hot grits on my chest in tha
When I was sick had tha hot soup boiling
Didn't why but it felt so good
some waffles in that morning
Headed back to tha
Now I'm as tick
Got some soul on blast in tha
Food for my
I haven't stopped yet
Hot wings Mo-Joes
Got my sweating
Celery and blue on my menu next

Southern Fry won't allow my body to lie
Tied face goons me like cancer drill
Me second-hand obstables
But, only to make matters
Plus I'm pimped by this temp lady Jackie
From Optima figure laughing
Shut up clown don't to me
Like that stupid of course
Living day by day and you ain't
hell you say?

It's such a blessing when my
Get to see the sun
I'm ready to begin, another chance to get further away from I've been
What I'll forget everythang I went through
I the shit because
If I hada and took the easy way
I be the strong nigga that I am today
Everythang I did
Different thangs I was
ended up being 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

Sunday morning you eating at?
I'm on 1365 Wichita
Ole' working the stove ride
dropping chicken in yesterday's grease
Didn't go together with this quart of
night hanging over from a good time
Yeah is cheaper but
pumped with "red dye" between two pieces of bread
Shawty look good with dem hairy
I could cut her up but, ma stomach come before sex
A house of hoes now what's the ingredient
plus her monthly flow

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

A helping of fried chicken
Macaroni and and collard greens
Too big for my
Smoke from under the lid that's on the pot
never had allot but thankful for
The little I got why not be
Fast food got me sick
Them crackers think slick
By to make this bullshit affordable
I thank the that my voice was recordable

(Come an get soul food, well, well)
Hold up C it's I write
And Miss Lady acting like we in
Says she ain't got no extra hush puppis to
Bankhead seafood making me hit door
a mind full of attitude
It was a at tha beautiful
Jj's was packed too
to be one of dem days
When Momma ain't
out hunting with tha family
Looking for a soul food

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