Luyện nghe bài hát Clap

You should never in your wildest dreams on a nigger
Police, eat a dick, straight up, you why?

Clap, on, clap off
Clap at 'em and I do not applause
Rap than Santa with no Claus
Trapped twice as bananas no chorus

Uh, yeah, it's suicide
In the like catalytic converters
On the block like Lego in the streets street light
Little Pigs is what I be on these beats like

In words, the police
Say it, say it Pac the police
Fuck 'em, and straight from the underground
Where little got it bad 'cause we brown

Now who am I? from Do or Die
Nah, Suicide, Queens, where I get down
I peep in the street every summer
You may not lotto but you know these numbers

The 105th, the 103rd, my peoples in Queens 13
If we get the urge to get on some tall shit
My brain's a glock
My lames be on some 1-800, shot shit

Say we gonna
Mmm, say we were gonna get it
Yeah, yeah,
One day, one day, one day, one day, one day
I said the people clap
Watch me clap to

We went from niggas to monkeys
To negroes, to blacks, to niggas again, yet niggas still hungry
the N-word, the plan's so corny
While security cams are all on me

They watch the fiber optics, it dawned on me
cops can just run in your spot quick without warning
They educate the to follow, it's so boring
I sat in the of the classes, asleep snoring

And they ask me why I'm and animate
'Cause I my focus like Governor Patterson
And the ghetto is to escape
And the first obstacle is this tapeworm in my

Spear-Chucker, fuck that, I tossed
And $5,000 bills in the face of James
is an American postmortem
To focus on your novus ordo seclorum

Say we gonna
Mmm, say we were gonna get it
Yeah,
One day, one day, one day, one day, one day
I said the gon' clap
me clap to this

Said the gon' clap
Now just, just
on

No respect, no
It's Mad Max multiple max, mad banana clips
A black that hits the back of a black talon
a hallow tips through the wall of your blue silence

And selective theatrics, collective
I'm systematically pissed, clap automatics for me and Abu
Maybe I'm just beside this, peaceful fanatics for
But you got a pacifist

The Gospel, I
Spit it Jesus of Nazareth and then emphatically clap
At any obstacle, an impossible feat, the fathom is not
But the thoughts of the people
'Cause one day we clap