Luyện nghe bài hát I'd Rather Get Bread

But I'd rather get some
But I'd get some bread

I I love having sex but I'd rather get some bread
But I'd rather get bread, but I'd rather get some bread
I said I love sex but I'd rather get some bread
But I'd rather get some bread, but I'd rather get bread
I I love having sex but I'd rather get some bread
I said I'd rather get some bread, I said I'd rather get bread
I said I love having sex but I'd rather get bread
I said I'd rather get some bread, I said I'd get some bread

1]
Ay, it's two hundred in the V.I.P.
And all of the rumours be bout me
If they talking me and my D-I-C
Then 'em I'm the King like T.I.P.
When you worth as many as me
They gon' try to get to you
Cause I put it down I'm sposed to do
And your chick is on my promotion
about what I did
Gossiping about I live
Aight I'm bout where I live
Cause she will never know where is
Girl that thing is mayne
The grade that I you is off the chain
I would love to you to the Rikers' game
But I'd get some bread
Now you acting like you my
Magical I do my thang
When I tell her she need to
She gon' into a boomerang
Knock, knock, there?
"I'm back" Who
Me not no English
you know I'm a true player!

2]
H-N-I-C of the scene
I don't care how partners that you can bring
Y'all know that run it, y'all know who the king
I'm so close on the trail that my are green
Paper if it's any left
And I'm on the trail I make the catch
I be so close on big face
That eew, I can Ben Franklin's breath
Y'all can try to my success
If I ain't the best then place ya bets
I can't see ya girl saying I my sex
Because I ain't a trick, I it ain't my cheques
The service bump into me
I swear y'all gon' to be mad at me
dollar bill's a fatality
And President will be casualties
An it had to be
My hustle game is Master P's
Every verse I spit is of
that painting that's on my mantle piece
And my crib is worse than G's
I got corporations and
And my is cooler than antifreeze
Cause my stretching like Hammer P
A-N-T, the word?
Tell the I'm tugging birds
But not the drugs, that buzzing
I keep an eagle, I'm never
Word, gotta close to the money
Look at all the money that we making for
Don't make me a deal, that would make me a
Had a bright idea, now my bracelet is

I ever tell a yellow stellar to get her groove back
I'm pulling that ella-ella-unbrella, tell her groove
New Barack O-baller, vote for me and improve rap
So in another class, Uncle Sam charge me school tax
to purchase Jordans, found out Michael was a rude cat
Paid this to burn 'em and she only charged me two stacks
No to those that turn on me like I don't do dat
The that I'm hearing just opinions but a few facts