Luyện nghe bài hát If I Had...

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

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

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

is life?
I'm of life
I'm of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm of committing so many sins
Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny
Tired of never having any
Tired of having friends hooked on crack and many things
I'm tired of this DJ playing your when he spins
Tired of not a deal
Tired of having to deal the bullshit without grabbing the steel
of drowning in my sorrow
Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Carlo
I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying and dartin' off
I'm of jobs startin' off at five fifty an hour
Then this wonders why I'm smartin' off
Tired of being fired every time I fart and
Tired of having to work as a gas station
For jerk breathing down my neck driving me berserk
I'm of using plastic silverware
Tired of working in Square
of not being a millionaire
But if I had a dollars
I'd buy a brewery, and turn the planet into 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 armored
If I had one
I would ask for a big ass
For the whole world to

I'm tired of white trash, broke and always poor
Tired of taking pop back to the party store
I'm tired of not having a
of not having a home
To one in if I did have it on
Tired of not a B-M
of not working at G-M, tired of wanting to be him
Tired of not sleeping a Tylenol P-M
Tired of not performing in a coliseum
of not being on tour
Tired of fucking the same blond
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 same Nike Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs the same pair of Lugz
Tired of saying they're tired of hearing me rap about drugs
Tired of other who ain't bringin' half the skill as me
Saying they wasn't feeling me nobody's as ill as me
I'm tired of radio stations fibs
Tired of J-L-be saying "Where Lives"

But if I had a dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into
If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world my dick
Without a condom on, I'm on the john

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