Luyện nghe bài hát Brown Guys

[Verse 1: P]
I am a guy
But call me nigga, please
Nigga please, you see white boy, that's a nigga b
Nigga a color, it's a mindstate, you diggin' me?
not, I get it tho
But all them white boys blowin' weed they niggas too
The is they got white privileges
Cops will me but I doubt that they kill 'em too
This a stab or a jab
But I'm kinda mad they ain't treated like a villain too
His weed is good as mine, his gun than mine
And he motherfucking too
Now if my color make you me then I hope you go blind
And see what your children do
Now that sound kinda
But you would feel I feel if you had black children too
make you sayin' and I shoulda have your man
Sittin' there the sick face
A dickface, you a
And what you gonna to with all the people from a race
America is a sick (you know)
But we it to be good
is big city talk that we spreadin' worldwide
Coming a humble nigga coming out a poor hood, ghost

Styles P, Talib Kweli, The

[Verse 2: Talib
Life of a guy
Travel 'round the would the name of a Muslim man
Now there are up- and some downsides
The downside is niggas get spinal cord shattered in police vans
I ain't a but my friends is
Grew up Christian now I'm sorta spiritual I know it's
I see in the music
We switch it up, you see the gods mix it up a DJ
You say hating based on race, huh
And that you're colorblind and you like
Like that's some kind of call like you get punched in the face, huh
why the Hindus and the Sikhs being abused by Islamophobes
Extremism is ugly no matter what or
People who don't believe in god kill all the
The more violent than the Quran, you see what's in there?
no belief system got a monopoly on all the crime
I judge a man by his and by his enemies
But they don't themselves without a good reason
This a TV show, nigga
They think they know the hood cause they The Wire, the good seasons
I need your sympathy
I don't need empathy your opinion is not required here
why you're hidin' on the Internet
'Cause all that 'Nigga'-shit you're writin' probably get you fired, yeah
up, too