Luyện nghe bài hát Bush

David
Mama ain't got no cash, daddy got no doe
So daddy went to my mama and started pimpin hoe
Man it's hard times, niggas got shit
Nothin but billy clubs to they head and they ass
Heroin in they vein, up in they brain
Man what you expect, gave us pain
So it, now we thugs, ??? mean drugs
And mean mugs, and fill 'em with those slugs
I gave up fake gods, and Jesus look like us
Why y'all think we gon' kill and just give a hot fuck
that's how you made us, ??? us up in the pen
Man we came out blind, that's why we back in
But God, I'mma teach 'em, reach 'em up in streets
Bush, I'm runnin' up in this like a track meet
You murdered, up in Texas where is such a sin
The first month you in office you killin' again
But shit, we some niggas and that's how the game go
Y'all took us up out the state us straight out to Death Row
Y'all may of, made us slaves but never make us hoe
God, you my pimp so start exposin' these hoes
Y'all judges some weak pussies, preaches some rapin' fags
These people that made us slaves, niggas wavin' they flags
America ain't shit but home of the hot
They us all by rope, then laugh and cut off our dick

Have y'all niggas ever about
All the things we been bout
Down in
Down in
Have y'all niggas ever thought
All the things we been talkin'
Down in
Down in
Have y'all ever thought about
All the things we been talkin'
in Mississippi
Down in