Luyện nghe bài hát The Farm

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

there and get it how I live. ya me?

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

Cop somethin, it whodi, I mean I'm alright
I got my own paper, I learned to shake a
And I be droppin keys, lil whodi, weed
I'm tech, got computers in the navigator
3rd ward Calliope, whodi, New Orleans
You know I'm ballin, callin
You somethin, holla atcha boy, whatcha need
One up in the chamber, that iron, you know I don't fight
City of china white, I got my game tight
Big Tyme hitta mane, I got the mane
Step on my toes whodi, and killa mane
Catch you slippin at night, and yo head damp
Represent that Boot Camp, don't take no stamps
Cause I'ma tall hitta, and ya'll some hittas
You know you played wit fire, now you gone fall

P]
I'm not a doctor, Professional
I'm Paul Hardy, I'm in yo bone gristle
Call me two pistols, I make that chrome
I see a Vic in the hood, I short ya
Grab me a 'K, I handle my business and I up
Now get the car whodi, it's to gas up
I'm on the run mane, It aint no fun
Tryna change my but I'm back, to doin the same thang
Penitentiary bounded, but grounded
Seven years later, I'm smilin and ya'll

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