Luyện nghe bài hát Black Republican

I you can feel the magic baby
Turn the lights down
Esco
I mean, it's you expected ain't it?
go

Turn the music up and the
Yeah, that's
You got to take your time a **** wait on this mother****
You make mad and **** like

usually start rappin' after 4-bars
go in
Let's start in this mother****
Yeah, we come outta nowhere

I feel like a Republican, money I got comin' in
Can't turn my back on the hood, I got for them
Can't clean my act up for good, too thug in 'em
end up back of the hood, I'm like '**** it then'

Huddlin' over the oven, we was like then
Though you was nothin' than a son of my mother's friend
We had governin', who would of thought the love end
Like ice cold album, all good

Neva thought we sing the same song that all hood
it was all wood-grain, all good brain
You wouldn't bicker like the other fools talk game
Neva imagine all the disasters that one could

bring, should blame the game, and I could
It's or be killed, how could I refrain?
And foreva be in debt, that's a good thing
To the for success can put a good strain

On a friend you call best and yes it bring
Out the worst in person, even the good an' sane
Though we rehearsed, it just the same
you put in the game at age sixteen

Then you mix like cars, jewelry and miss things
Jealousy, ego and pride, and this
It all to a head a coin, cha-ching
The route evil strikes again, this could

Now the team got between the Post and the Point
This puts the in jeopardy indefinitely

I feel like a Republican, money I got comin' in
Can't my back on the hood, I got love for them
Can't my act up for good, too much thug in 'em
Probably end up back of the hood, I'm '**** it then'

I like a black militant takin' over the government
Can't turn my back on the hood, too love for them
Can't clean my act up for good, too much in 'em
Probably end up back in the hood, I'm like, it then'

I'm back in the hood, they like, 'Hey
Blowin' on purp', reflectin' on they
of fat cats, couple of A.I.'s
Dreamin' of fly **** instead of them gray

Gray 5's, hatah's wishin' our dies
Pitch, pies, and **** they sing, "Why"?
Guess they ain't strong enough to handle their time
Weak minds, keep tryin', follow the signs

I'm on the roof of my building
I'm feelin' the whirlwind of beef, I it
Just like an acrobat ready to hurl myself through the of fire
Sippin' 80 proof, under my attire

it be the forces of darkness
Against hood angels of good that forms politics
Makes a sweet honest kid turn for commerce
To get his out of them Converse, that's my word

I feel like a Black Republican, money comin' in
Can't my back on the hood, I got love for them
Can't clean my act up for good, too much in 'em
Probably end up of the hood, I **** it then

I feel like a black militant takin' the government
Can't turn my back on the hood, too love for them
clean my act up for good, too much thug in 'em
Probably end up back in the hood, I'm like, '**** it