Luyện nghe bài hát Fo Da Money

Ahhhhhhh yesss,
Tell me
Were you, about to a decision?
Was it, one of... THOSE
Ya know, when ya, decide, between
good, for you, and what's good, for the struggle
Well you sellout, The Coup wants to tell you a lil' story
E-Roc, it

Pressure, is to my dome
See, I need some for my little boy's tummy
Pulled up a chair to think about my situation
Don't have a job, jackin is the occupation
THE SYSTEM, you know that it's all wrong
I got my gauge, now my mission's on
Checked on my baby, good he was sound
Cause was my thoughts as I began to creep
down the street the sto', was on my mind
Freeze! the sounds of clips was in my behind
I turned but befo' I could pull my trigger
in they ass, on the ground, laid nigga
I was trippin, slippin as a dummy
But can you blame me, I did it for da

M-O-N, (repeat 2X)
as a; broke as a sucka!
(repeat all 4X)

Back on the streets I thought I survive
So I'm bustin my ass on this nine to
patties all day when the place is hot
Gettin paid peanuts, in the shop
Now everybody wants to know the deal, is brother real
can I feed my family off of a Happy
I had to stop cause this ain't for E-Roc
I threw down my time card and started slangin
For a brother dis is some'in you can't
My cash is flowin, now I'm bringin the meat
I'm feelin good sellin crack to a
Don't give a fuck about his luck, ya what I mean?
People trip, but they don't that
a devil's land, ain't no foe a black man
Now a shame, but who's to blame?
I got a baby with a life and no future to gain, the money

I remember the when I was six
The Dream was everybody gets, rich
But yo, a for all to know
Four hundred has passed, and we still po'
He ain't my Uncle, but Sam what he's talkin about
If you get paid, sell your people out
But not me I'd rather do a
in my rhyme; is it better for a black man to do time?
To the red white and I don't give a fuck
Because I live and die, just to a buck
So I'm mother-fucker
That rob his daddy, and threw his ass in the
And I'm that
that sold his kids cocaine at
But Jack's an
So I'ma do what I do, cause makin all the motherfuckin...
*gun

I believe.. truthfully, we all die someday
So, die for yourself
or die for millions of your people
The choice is yours, choose fate
You can get with this, or you can get with
We out