Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Me Who Profits

I can give a damn about you and crew
frontin'
Ain't nobody bein' to
The things they say, say
Man, I
And I got a plan for

But you the finger
And I bring a with me
brothas that I know be acting shifty
Let me be me and let you, be you
But why about me
If it's not me that you're to

Let's it clear
You do not know, me
So how ya livin', how ya feel, bro G
To me that's phony, asking if my shits
The kids stop
start to get they lips popped, and

They say I 'em
But I ain't seen 'em in four
You always had my number so with your poor tears
And what about, is my man, you need to stop it
Screw the of rumors
'Cause you never profit

me who profits?
You got
'Cause you to gossip
me who profits?
You got
you like to gossip

In I never used to raise my hand in class
I knew the teachers hand
A grade to me
In the back,
'Cause they wasn't facts
In facts I never nuttin'

I can fool the school system
They facts and twist 'em
Into knots, right up the
A to get a 40
Around the corner get
Perhaps these is traps to keep us

Saps, can buy
With bullet caps
In the locker with no hassle
And assholes cracks in sacks
To and friends
the mass goes with the trend

My friend, the niggas makin' is livin' illegal
That's the way get [Incomprehensible]

That's the way to go, I'm out to get

Dough? The education, to get you
murder and drugs with thugs
You're better off being a
absurd
Life don't mean nuthin' without pockets
That's the only way to get paid, you me who profits

Tell me who
have Gs
But get shot, kid
(Dick)
Tell me who
I'll Gs
But get shot, kid
(Dick)

Huh
Ya gotta
Why plunder, kill
Have ya a sunder
'Cause I'ma
And a glass pipe full of crack
And black mens pockets be phat a

Let's whittle the way to the now
Ya a glock, mackin' the block, fight with the cops
Well, who ya takin' the for?
A swingin' with the president
Greasin' 'em up and 'em papers
For in the states

Have ya niggas and caps
He's with George and
Digging golf balls out of traps
never seen Frisco or Oakland
He got a glimpse of New
When he went to see the

He's seventy-six, senile
If we live 2-4 were due
For a in the penile
So see now, we polish our
But no boats or Caine fields
in the ghetto, yo

Tell me who
DC got
And we got spit
me who profits?
DC got
And we got spit, yo

me who profits?
DC got
And we ain't got
Tell me who
DC got
And we ain't got