Luyện nghe bài hát Black Boy

Ahh the outdoors, the outdoors
Word up, it's a day
Bout to go right now that's my WORD

Aiyyo me a cab it's the Razor Sharp kid
everyday my style is po-lit'
I'm out to the Mansion I gots to Ghost
I'm to the club tonight, we need toast
For that wack ass MC, talkin all the
I know we can't wait to get his wig split
It's war with the this year, represent
The bitch-ass keep tryin to repent
But we still lickin off, we like two cent
Park Hill Projects, say it witcha
Fuck cats, we always got guns
But just in case, we get and can't drive
We gotta fuck up, dead or alive
Y'all comin with us, we on the other side
Of the chart, your mother met Poppa Wu

boyyyeee, in the ghetto streets
Black boyyeeee, no suffering
Black boyyeeee, shine the for we
Continue, black boy, black boy, boy, black boy

After the I came back for more
Comin correctly, just before
Wu-Tang Forever, I was just a
In the rec room with Osirus
thoughts, I don't take no shorts
Minds on lease like imports
Elevate the seed, no lust or
Livin life time may continue to breed
Never gettin caught up inside the
For ten years, but I paid my fee
Now I'm on the with W.T.C
Back me down these streets are ill
Brownsville all the way down in Park Hill
Pack with the beef cause won't chill
Cats smoked out chicken on the grill
I'm takin this shit way back to Bill
In the projects my man got killed

Black boyyyeee, in the streets
boyyeeee, no more suffering
Black boyyeeee, shine the for we
Continue, black boy, black boy, boy, black boy

Donna Camay, rockin all night
Used to be a little now I'm gettin it right
Fresh kicks with the watch dipped in ice
Shaolin, it's the vanglorious man
When the world go around these things to happen
Wifey in the kitchen, still snitchin
accumulatin, we gettin impatient
Knowledge and Wisdom, teach the
That's how I'm plannin, blow up a cannon
Pull my man in, hit again
Now I make sense, we do for the rent
Build with intelligence break your
No hesitation, time gets
fall victim, others get bent
Some recognize, real represent
I never stop til my heart is content
Puttin in the work til I feel
Blast out in the Wu basement

boyyyeee, in the ghetto streets
Black boyyeeee, no suffering
boyyeeee, shine the light for we
Continue, black boy, black boy, boy, black boy

boyyyeee, in the ghetto streets
Black boyyeeee, no suffering
Black boyyeeee, the light for we
Continue, black boy, black boy, black boy, boy