Luyện nghe bài hát Crack Music

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 crack music, nigga
That real music, nigga
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

How we stop the Panthers?
Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer, you that?
Gil Scott is "Heron"
When our heroes and heroines got on heroin

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

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

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

that crack music, nigga
That real music, nigga
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

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

How the Mexicans say, we just tryin' to homes
They wanna pack us all in a box styrofoam
Who gave Saddam anthrax? Bush got the answers
Back in the hood, it's a type of chemical

Arm and Hammer, baking soda they own quota
Right when our soldiers ran for the stove
'Cause dreams of being Hova went from bein' a
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 straight overdosin'
And this is the
This the type of you make when you 'round that

Crack music
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

God, how could you let this

La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la, la la la

La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la, la la la

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

La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

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

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

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

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