Luyện nghe bài hát Greed

[*Kokane

People are so, so
of fake homies, homies, homies
(Why hatin' on me)
I know what...
(Y'all from me)
In fact I'm of...
(So-called homies)
You reall said nothin'
Only around...
Act like I owe ya

[Hook:
(GREED)
What make groups break up (GREED)
Oh, what make yo woman take yo cash and don't give a (GREED)
successful record companies (GREED)
And put chu' in yo grave and you rest in

[Sen
a motherfucker man, they all greedy
You get cho' head put out for shit you don't need
fools baller status just ain't enough
There's always some other nigga out that got it mo' plush
You don't gotta be a rich man to be
Some got it all but don't know where the good times went
The quality of can only be enhanced
When ya trust other and uh give em' a chance
mistake my kindness as a weakness
Cause I work out my as well as my physical fitness
I've seen a lot of fools get caught up in this business
All it gets you is on everybody's list
Greed is like a disease, something sort of
Once ya take the gun ho ain't no way to ever it

Kokane]
(GREED) What lifetime groups break up (GREED)
Oh, what yo homie take yo cash and don't give a fuck (GREED)
successful record companies (GREED)
And put chu' in yo grave and you in hell

How many faces of greed you seen
That make a good man fall and a woman plot and scheme
Even a homie on ya team is
When it comes to and power an all you expect
They try to put their hands in ya pockets out chu' lookin'
But when I find you out ya whole shookin'
And relentless, the quest for the ends is endless
You lose yo and you get beatin' senseless
But there's others you can't do about
Cause they're on a higher level and hold too much clout
But in time, in the end pay
When they're standin' before the man on Day
Standin' but what excuse can you give
You reduced to shit because you refuse to

(GREED) make lifetime groups break up (GREED)
Oh, what make yo homie take yo cash and don't give a (GREED)
Destroys record companies (GREED)
And put chu' in yo and you rest in hell

(Why hatin' on me)
I don't what...
(Y'all expect me)
In I'm tired of...
(So-called homies)
You reall ain't nothin'
come around...
Act like I owe ya