Luyện nghe bài hát Be A Man

Yeah it's Bobby
Just floatin The City
I came this, this, this black man
He was talkin about down below

Sure of yourself risin, prices of skyrisin
Foreign countries in USA, enterprisin
your mic then speakin, while you might be leakin
Then the luxury, average man be seekin
he was so smarthoe's cheatin, life fall apart
Fuckin a hundred bitches couldn't a broken heart
Start as a soda jerk job, as a mail
Fucked this white bitch in the office, got fired work
Nine-to-five, government high taxes, dispatches
Beauracatic black Asiatics, resident with bad plumbin
got my brain numb an' bitch complained 'bout cummin'
Pussy stay hummin$200 parkin, summer's out of state
High blood pressure pills by Dr. Lawrence
Got me gainin weight, up my right kidney
Cousin raped at school wit me
Peoples' eyes closed like by folk membership
With doctor bills
Framed got shot and killed, cops pills
Three pair cotton, steel closet, of No Frills
Mo' bills, sister got evicted from Park
Punch a hole the NARC wheels
My dogs bark, still dark steel
And bills, I'm from the uncut, dope, found on director's reels
Bobby Digital may switch back to Steels
Rusty .38's, bought rust the herb gate
So Hungry, son, to shrink down to a bird's weight
Rash break out, where's the ointment, face-to-face appointments
Un-proudly in the church paid for
Bet the checks come late
to separate with her man
In City+, +Domestic Violence+ excavates
Get a highest ratio in years
The idea is to fear
Boy you yo' bitch, po-lice is there to cuff you or snuff you
They bust you
Cause your hoe snatched money up, didn't want to fuck you
We must learn to communicate, and
the black on black, hate on hate
White on white, black on
Put the love in
I'm up, blasted inside the strip club
Shorty wop, fifteen old, all she needed was love
And mo' dough so she have to show her knotty afro
call from my son to now, he might blow trial
cut, and cop out to a 3 to 6
Bad situations, bein a man is hard
get trapped out, I mean, yo
Got fiends in spots with vaccine shots
Black teens drop out of high school, white sellin stock
With bonds can't put their word on
20 Years, shorty wop, pussy to swerve on
Up in the crib, new fridge, pig
Two kids, pawned this older cat who like Calvin Coolridge
But got splat in his back year
his jewel inside the diamond district
No one got convicted, heard they found the biscuit
I'm booby trapped by the
Tryin to subsist, sometimes happiness is hot and catfish
Or a bowl of Cookie Crisp, I got by this rookie bitch
Talkin' 'bout I couldn't put my feet on the fire
To tie my kicks, $50 ticket, 'bout to strike and
And shout at the Hall, motherfuck the wicked
Too greedy, to the needy, down on my luck
'Bout to jab a ouija board, when Bobby Digi seen me
Said, Yo son, don't stress out no one, learn the slogan
Knowledge is the battle, that's one to grow on
And be counterfeit
a bad situation which bein a man, but we got to handle it
Bad when you ain't bein a man