Luyện nghe bài hát Meal Ticket

My potna me fifty dollar, put me in the game
I slangin' weed then I moved up to cane
Pushin' dem bouldas, dem quarters
I got 'em 2 for 3, God dammit, I'm a

in weight from state to state
Niggaz dirty on my mobile phone, it's UGK
Pimp C said, "P, really goin' on?"
I said, "What's really happenin?" He said, "I gotta full of stones"

Now P, be dat new kid on the
36 OZ's up rocks in my rock shop
And label me a deala, just anotha hard nigga
Rest in peace to 2Pac and the rest of y'all thug

Playaz hookin' up, tryin' to make
Sendin' work from FedEx to UPS
Now P livin' lavish, and cabbage
Peppers and beans and grits and

Down south hustlin', ballin',
Niggaz teamin' up, some niggaz bangin'
Used to drink 40s, now mo whet
to roll cutlass, now it's Benz's and vets

Beckett on my fingaz, watches
Hoes on the block, bounce that ass, I mean poppin'
Label me an alien, just like
'Cause I made my money the ghetto and I did it fast

'Cause I'm 'bout it, y'all know I'm
Ask Big Mo and John Henry if y'all it
Hooked up 8-ball and MJG
'Cause we tryin' to get a ticket from these streets

Tryin' to get a meal
Tryin' to get a meal
to get a meal ticket
Tryin' to get a ticket

Tryin' to get a meal
Tryin' to get a meal
to get a meal ticket
Tryin' to get a meal

and MJG, south side representin'
A nigga came to these hoes can't touch my pimpin'
Mobbin' the swamp, P and me and G and UGK
Somethin' a muthafucka fuck, what these hoes say?

'Cause we each be lookin for tickets, witches drivin' me crazy
Lady, can I yo' baby? Honey, call me the Shady, maybe
Construct the thinkin', we're to duckies bankin'
No somebody save me a slice of meat up in my grave

save 'em, pay 'em, before you get to lay 'em
Got a real job, so damn hard tryin to play 'em
Weigh em, no weigh me, cause that's what they pay me
Pimpin' ain't baby, just ask MJG

Who be I? MJG, he be me but if I was he
And you was I, who would you One of us is just
That when ya hungry, I do it only, pertainin'
Fakes, and phonies, about that money, my ticket?

to get a meal ticket
Tryin' to get a meal
to get a meal ticket
Tryin' to get a meal

to get a meal ticket
Tryin' to get a meal
to get a meal ticket
Tryin' to get a ticket

lady, white lady, sellin' good
I'm leanin' on the and I'm grippin' on the wood
I'm on the great ballin' in the slant back
I'm Pimp C, bitch and Tree, us roll Cadillac

Bad ass can't leave my dick alone
I done 'bout me a key and changed my name to Jones
Pimpin' ain't dead, ya what I said? How the fuck is pimpin' dead?
bitches still givin' me head? Lickin' my ass if he'd be the deala

Suck the nut up out a [Incomprehensible] slow down suave nigga
Now bitch I be the pushin' everythin'
A 4 for 4 doors, of the quarters
Fuckin' with nothin' but queens and they

Get cleansed, weeded, and watered, I flow like a Asian,
Saudi Arabian, African I be blazin' in the Golden Gate, it out
Holdin' weight, I hits the block, I'm rollin' bait, them fiends out
They know they got to the cake, I motivate

Fiends dealas, ballas, hatas, shops and
Jekyll and Hyde, Bonnie and Clyde, and
That with glocks and choppas where we out

Tryin' to get a ticket
to get a meal ticket
Tryin' to get a ticket
Tryin' to get a meal

Tryin' to get a ticket
to get a meal ticket
Tryin' to get a ticket
Tryin' to get a ticket

Tryin' to get a meal
Tryin' to get a ticket
to get a meal ticket
Tryin' to get a ticket