Luyện nghe bài hát Black Or White

Child, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
You know me, y'all know me?
Lemme tell y'all a somethin' about me
How I came up? I came from? Awright?
People, this is how it all set it off, this

I was the black that got opened off a black three-eighty
This black lady in a Mercedes
Pulled out on this black man in the land
He used to sell white rocks and cops used to riff

White cops ain't say shit, on the day shift they
I was a nigga, with little niggas that like to steal
Then blew up to bigger niggas, love to kill
Rock shields and vests laced in our 'getts

A bounce in the bubble proof G.S.
Of the Ac' NSX a Mac ten express
Or my Q-4-5 with two new
I'm cars and guns, I keep a gun in my whip

Nigga, me without my gat is like bein' in a Benz
In front of a bloods with Mac tens
Or a red in front of a thousand crips with Calico's
And Lord we lust hoes

I don't give a if you white or black
If you bust gat, I can relate to that
If you sell or crack, I relate to that
If you do and stacks, I can relate to that

I don't a fuck if you white or black
If you your gat, I can relate to that
If you sell or crack, I can relate to that
When it's your to blow, ain't no turnin' back

It seem like in lifetime, I used to sniff white lines
Commit white collar crimes and hit white dimes
This one white in the white Benz used to fuck white men
And like to sniff white

I sold china white crack then
As I was writin' this rhyme on white with a black pen
I started wonderin' how life been
If a nigga like me was born with white

I wouldn't have got knocked by the cops
With the white comin' through in the new blue drop
I be able to floss white gold and white hoes
Shittin' in the white Rolls

Hittin' Caucasian chickens that sing a black girl's voice
But I love black, a thug bustin' my mack
I know if I was white I wouldn't like
Or love my gat or the clubs where the dubs at

But truthfully you could be to me
As long as your cream is green, beautifully
Exclusively, it's me and Irv
And Murder here to body everybody

I don't a fuck if you white or black
If you your gat, I can relate to that
If you sell coke or crack, I relate to
If you do and stacks, I can relate to that

I don't give a if you white or black
If you bust your gat, I can relate to
If you sell or crack, I can relate to that
When it's your turn to blow, no turnin' back

A murderer got a plan
A bitch is a poor excuse for a man
Players play to win and learn to and listen to learn
A lame nigga his turn to talk

And won't catch near jewels that to be caught
Niggas know that's difficult is possible
A player pull out and put ya ass in the
For thinkin' the is impossible

is ghetto gospel, we got to politic
Riot quick, pull out the guns and shit
I give a fuck who you go and get
It's Child motherfucka, who you fuckin' with?

Murderer
I don't give a fuck if you white or
If you bust gat, I can relate to that
If you sell coke or crack, I relate to
If you do sticks and stacks, I can to that

I give a fuck if you white or black
If you bust gat, I can relate to that
If you coke or crack, I can relate to that
When it's your turn to blow, ain't no turnin'