Luyện nghe bài hát If I Had...

By Marshal
What is
is like a big obstacle
In of your optical to slow you down

And every time you think you gotten it
gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground
What are
Friends are people that you think are friends
But they really enemies, with secret identities
And disguises, to they true colors
So just when you you close enough to be brothers
They want to come back and cut your throat you ain't lookin'

What is
Money is what makes a man act
Money is the root of all
Money'll them same friends come back around
Swearing that was always down

What is
I'm tired of
I'm of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of committing so sins
Tired of always giving in when bottle of Henny wins
Tired of never any ends
of having skinny friends hooked on crack and many things
I'm tired of this DJ playing shit when he spins
Tired of not a deal
Tired of having to deal with the without grabbing the steel
Tired of in my sorrow
Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Carlo
I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and off
I'm tired of startin' off at five fifty an hour
this boss wonders why I'm smartin' off
Tired of fired every time I fart and cough
of having to work as a gas station clerk
For this jerk breathing down my driving me berserk
I'm of using plastic silverware
Tired of in Building Square
Tired of not a millionaire
But if I had a dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet alcoholics

If I had a wand,
I'd make the suck my dick
Without a on,
While I'm on the
If I had a million
It be enough,
I'd still be out
Robbing trucks
If I had one
I ask for a big enough ass
For the whole to kiss

I'm tired of being white trash, and always poor
Tired of taking pop back to the party store
I'm tired of not a phone
of not having a home
To one in if I did have it on
Tired of not a B-M
Tired of not working at G-M, of wanting to be him
Tired of not without a Tylenol P-M
Tired of not in a packed coliseum
Tired of not on tour
Tired of fucking the blond whore
After work in the back of a
I'm tired of faking knots with a of ones
Having a lack of funds and back to guns

Tired of being at
I'm tired of wearing the damn Nike Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the pair of Lugz
Tired of people they're tired of hearing me rap about drugs
Tired of other rappers who bringin' half the skill as me
they wasn't feeling me when nobody's as ill as me
I'm tired of radio telling fibs
Tired of J-L-be saying "Where Lives"

But if I had a million
I'd buy a damn brewery, and the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my
Without a condom on, while I'm on the

If I had a bucks
It be enough, because I'd still be out
Robbing armored
If I had one
I ask for a big enough ass
For the whole world to
You know what I'm
I'm of all of this bullshit
me to be positive
How'm I 'sposed to be positive when I see shit positive?
Know I'm sayin'?
I rap shit around me, shit I see
Know what I'm
now I'm tired of everything
Tired of all this player that's going on in my own city
Can't get no airplay, you know what I'm
But ey, it's cool though, you know I'm sayin'?
fed up
That's my