Luyện nghe bài hát April 29 1992

April 26th,
was a riot on the streets, tell me where were you?
You were home watchin' your TV
While I was paticipatin' in anarchy

First we hit it was my liqour store
I got all that alcohol I can't afford
Red lights time to retire
And then we turned that liquor store into a structure

Next stop we hit it was the music
It only took one to make that window drop
we got our own P A
Where do you think I got guitar that you're hearing today?

As as I'm alive, I'mma live illegal

When we to the pad to unload everything
It dawned on me I need new home furnishings
So once again we filled the van it was full
Since that day my livin' room's been much more

'Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to
It's getting harder and harder and each and every year
A girl went in the store with her mother and her
And I saw her when she came out she was gettin' Pampers

They said it was for the Black man, said it was for the Mexican
And not for the man
But if you look at the streets it wasn't about Rodney
It's 'bout this fucked up situation and these up police

It's coming up and staying on top
on a mother fuckin' cop
It's not on the paper it's on the wall
So National Guard from all around

Homicide, never no time
D-doin' no
no time
D-doin' no
Give me my share, my

Give me my share, I it
Give me my share, I need it now, I it now
But there's the wicked one who doesn't see me go
Give me my share, I want it, me my share
But your don't wanna give it to me, you don't see me go
me my share, I want it, give me my share

But is a wicked one, a wicked one
A one wicked, a wicked wicked wicked one
wanna see me go