Luyện nghe bài hát Black Man [Explicit]

Black man, top
go the cops
There go the
go the cops
Is it because of my
Is it because of my
Is it because of my
It is because I'm perfect?

down 85, three in the morning
Why you pull me over you smell marijuana? (Smellin' the gas)
I I got a ID, I got glaucoma (I got ID)
He said, "We ain't in Cali nigga, get out, throw your up"
Runnin' real hard shake the (Shake the taser)
Runnin' hard shake the taser (Shake the taser)
I told him can we split it, we gon' 'em
Nigga hit my when you made it (Brrp)
Out of here, PJ to
Naw I ain't ya wrong, get the paper
fightin' too long against haters
My attitude, I'm going for the shaders

Live from the cracks of the
12 try to take a nigga off the
Make the gun now for Mike Brown
Take a nigga life when you down
Hoodie gang like Trayvon
Gun by the window like Red
Bring shit by the neck of my woods
And bet a ass end up dead
Pig in a blanket, fuck was you
Free that nigga Boosie, runnin' at the
Left him with a slow leak, right VC
Tryna keep a villian DC
Hangin' out the Jeep free Meek
Kill a reachin' for a cell phone
Hurt to his mama he ain't comin' home
That's why I stay all summer long
And you it

man, drop top
There go the
There go the
There go the
Is it because of my
Is it of my sneakers?
Is it of my jersey?
It is because you nervous? (Damn)

man
Running the law like Pac-Man
Try and throw the raw in the can
Got smoked by a cop on the cam
Mug on the news, he a mad man
When all he did was to run the cash in
He feedin' kids in jail if he wasn't
Too many felonies on my
All of my brothers to assassins
We too many brothers get put in caskets
Too many young baby and baby daddies
In the graveyard back
I went sittin' on clubs to the cashmere
You shoulda seen how I flossed on 'em last
Two and I had a bad year
Young countin' money like a cashier
White man wanna pay me like I'm
wanna see me at my funeral
Neither of my own homie wanna do me
Layin' on my dog crib like I'm though
That's my nigga, I ain't even do it though
If I don't do it, shit I know he gon' do me
'Cause he broke and he trippin' 'bout hoes
But I'mma die like motherfuckin' Julio
man

Black man, top
There go the
go the cops
There go the
Is it of my people?
Is it of my sneakers?
Is it of my jersey?
It is because I'm perfect?

see I got my hands up
Still kill me, they don't understand us
They be for a reason just to shoot me
And wanna do me how do us in the movies
Or how they do it out in Baton
Or Ferguson, or Florida, or Baltimore, they excuses
Like I did I thought he had a pistol
Or I did it 'cause I he was a Muslim
My message to America, or death here
The liquor we die, we just substances here
you put us in a small hood
And then you beat us and you us like it's all good
And shoot us and you screw us economically, mentally
Killin' nigga, no penalty, they can do that legally
Bet I can make that ass think you shoot
You kill me, man there be more of some riotin' and lootin'
We say black matter, you say all lives
But y'all the ones gettin' hogtied
Persecuted, executed, one day it be time for retribution
Hope you don't ever see your son in an
I karma is constant and God ain't no nonsense
You doin' just to run shit
One day the gon' run out for the dumb shit
Ain't no deception, get in Heaven
You gettin' nailed, bet it's on your
And you know you did for who how much you really care
And what you felt, he gon' deny the opportunity to unify
With people who look to you and I
'Cause he don't have a

Black man, top
There go the
There go the
go the cops
Is it because of my
Is it because of my
Is it of my jersey?
It is because that I'm
man, drop top
There go the
There go the
There go the
Is it of my people?
Is it because of my
Is it of my jersey?
It is because that I'm