Luyện nghe bài hát The Farm

[Master P
I'm out here tryna get mine, but imagine
You what?
I mean, society treat me I'm a insect
I'm from? You know what I'm sayin?
Mama wasn't there, Papa there, I had to get out
Ha Ha

and get it how I live. ya heard me?

Mama gone, Daddy home
We that thug life, I mean that drug life
greens and grits, we was slangin on the farm
P]

Cop somethin, flip it whodi, I mean I'm
I got my own paper, I learned to shake a
And I be keys, lil whodi, smokin weed
I'm high tech, got in the navigator
3rd ward Calliope, whodi, New Orleans
You know I'm ballin, shot
You need somethin, holla atcha boy, whatcha
One up in the chamber, slang that iron, you know I fight
City of that white, I got my game tight
Big Tyme hitta mane, I got the mane
Step on my toes whodi, and I'ma mane
Catch you slippin at night, and yo head damp
Represent that Boot Camp, take no food stamps
Cause tall hitta, and ya'll some small hittas
You know you played wit fire, now you fall hitta

P]
I'm not a doctor, Professional
I'm like Hardy, I'm in yo bone gristle
Call me two pistols, I make chrome whistle
I see a Vic in the hood, I stop ya
Grab me a 'K, I handle my business and I up
Now get the car whodi, time to gas up
I'm on the run mane, It aint no fun
Tryna change my life but I'm back, to doin the thang
bounded, but well grounded
Seven years later, I'm smilin and frownin

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