Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Skinned White Girls

She got mocha chino baby on the back of the bus
If you your eyes and listen she would be one of us
Never did trust, her at home
So she kicked it in the
herself on her own
She talked with that but she white to the bone
You would she was black if you spoke on the phone
Some say it's overblown but she don't a damn
All the black girls think that she they man
But it's not fault they attracted to you
That you blessed and you got as much as you do
Most boys say that you way too thick
And some brothas might say you the number one
You say "GIRRRL!", ya eyes, twist ya neck
But it comes the soul
You mean no disrespect
And even they check you, you just keep it movin
'cause in your heart you you ain't got nothin to be provin

Whether Chocolate or
Or ya in between
Like cappuccino, mocha, or a caramel
Rejected by the black, not accepted by the white
And is dedicated to the dark skin white girls
Whether Chocolate or
Or ya in between
cappuccino, mocha, or a caramel queen
Rejected by the black, not by the white world
And this is dedicated to the dark white girls

Now she The Smiths, The Cure, really into Morrissey
Heavy rock, never fooled with the Jodeci
Notice she was really welcomed by the others
to find a date when it was only 10 brothas
In the whole damn
And thought she was weird
'cause she wore her different and she never joined cheer
Carmelancholy dolly with the syndrome
White stepfather, black daddy been home
Went on the choir, she could her mom say
"Look at how she walks, why she talk way?"
But it's okay
Ya black is
No matter how you
Or what you think you
Forget what they say, you doin it
No more grabbin on ya pillow as you cry the night
Stand strong, ya ground at any cost
And know everyone who tries to put you down is lost

Now and half of mixed girls
I know the battle be
Everytime you go out it's "whats nationality?"
always wanna dig up in ya background
You don't look... now how does sound?
I couldn't you were... oh is that right?
Do you take it as a compliment or up a fight?
Venezualan and Indian, Rican and
or Portuguese, Quarter of Brazilian
White and Korean, Black and
We'll out later
It matter, ya fly
It don't matter to most of us guys
We just an excuse to get close or say "hi"
I know they you stuck up,
Ya think you're too
Spread rumors about you all the city
So attention, so many hatas
But don't be bitter, be better for it later