Luyện nghe bài hát All We Got Left Is The Beat

Ey, ey, it out homie
Man, you need to get up out of spot man
And get a job man before you get man
I you don't wanna hear it man
But, man, wait, hold up loc got company man
Where's my

When I'm ridin' on the street I hear gunshots, rare
crack niggas 'cause they're moms missed flips
So black man really care about
In the ninety's, our governments so

I watch CNN and I realize
They're playin' on my mind
They want a man to work with his
Too young to die, and don't give a damn

Rare-momma got down on her
But not no more, god damn it, I make
I'm on the move and I'ma and prove
You might cry to my political

in peace, sauce brothers underneath
I love you to death my beat's like a reef
In the middle of the night on the city
The thing we got left is the beat

All we got is the beat, is the beat, yo
All we got is the beat, huh, give it to me
All we got is the beat, the beat, yo
All we got is the beat, uh

Who guns into the USA?
And then makes sure that they around the way
Gain the points until the whole traps
And teach up my that she should call up the cops

The projects are hell, wait a,
There's we do but ride on top of an elevator
Say the clubs, I get a job
Mouth to feed, gettin' robbed

I ain't worked, but I ain't workin' for
You seen a man-shelter? Check out the bombs
Brother of pain, their whole are over
They spent every dime not to be sober

And all the got bags of clothes
They'll be your long lost momma, one never
The streets are a nightmare
While the presidents secretary is chillin' in his chair

All we got is the beat, is the beat, yo
All we got is the beat, give it to me
All we got is the beat, the beat, yo
All we got is the beat, uh

to a lime, lime to a lemon
When you a toga-black, hire black linen
Your ripper's man when he can't get a job
He up all of his family and feels like a slob

The black women don't
'Cause they don't what it is to be a black man
In the mornin' a brother like a jerk
Seein' black and white men go to work

So all women fear, the brothers ain't
'Cause they won't give us no jobs, the real deal
Hold my hand I get it all together
They don't deserve me at times of bad

'Cause I'ma make it out the concrete
And another way besides basketball
Let me go, let me do I do
I'm red, black and green, then red, and blue

All we got is the beat, is the beat, yo
All we got is the beat, give it to me
All we got is the beat, is the beat, yo
All we got left is the beat, uh, it to me

Ridin' in the street you can feel the city
A little bit of grass and a lot of concrete
I'm standin' on the corner
And you can get robbed if you

Paybacks a on the street
You're seein' gold teeth, ya hearin' beats
Brothers by real slow
You get leary when got tinted windows

Sittin' on the steps a blunt
I'm drinkin' valentine, I wasn't up front
My aunt Ellie always talked God
Tell me you never cried it's so hard
Government got a of a plan
But word is born ain't destroyin' this black man

All we got is the beat, is the beat, yo
All we got left is the beat, it to me
All we got is the beat, is the beat, yo
All we got left is the beat, uh, it to me

All we got is the beat, is the beat, yo
All we got left is the beat, huh, it to me
All we got is the beat, the beat, yo
All we got is the beat, uh, give it to me

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