Luyện nghe bài hát Crack Music

That's that music, nigga
That real music, nigga
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That's that music, nigga
That real music, nigga
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How we the Black Panthers?
Ronald Reagan up an answer, you hear that?
What Gil is "Heron"
When our and heroines got hooked on heroin

Crack raised the rate in DC and Maryland
We, invested in that, it's we got Merril-Lynched
And we been hangin' from the tree ever since
Sometimes I feel the is the only medicine

So we cook it, cut it, measure it, bag it, it
The fiends cop it, nowadays they can't if
That's good shit, we ain't sure, man
Put the CD on toungue, yeah, that's pure, man

That's crack music, nigga
real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

That's that music, nigga
That real music, nigga
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

the place where the father's gone
The mothers is hardly
And the madigon's us up in the Audy Home

How the say, we just tryin' to party homes
They pack us all in a box like styrofoam
Who gave Saddam George Bush got the answers
Back in the hood, a different type of chemical

Arm and Hammer, baking soda they own quota
Right when our soldiers ran for the stove
'Cause dreams of Hova went from bein' a brokeman
To bein' a dopeman, to a president, look there's hope, man

This inspiration for the mos and the folks, man
Shorty, come and see if mama straight
And is the soundtrack
This the type of music you make when you 'round

Crack music
That real black nigga
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That's that crack music,
real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la
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God, how you let this happen

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Oh, that's that music, crack music, crack music
That real music, black music, black music
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

That's crack music, nigga
real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

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La la la la la la
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Oh, that crack music, crack music
real black music, black music, black music
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

Our Father, give us day our daily bread
the feds give us these days and take our daily bread
See, I done did all ol' bullshit
And to I throw a little somethin', somethin' on the pulpit

We took shit, measured it and then cooked that shit
And what we gave was crack music
And now we ooze it through they and crannies
So our ain't got to be they cooks and nannies

And we gonna everything they ever took from grammy
Now the former slaves trade hooks for
This diction has become America's addiction
who ain't even black use it
We gon keep backin' up here, crack music