Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Skinned White Girls

She got that mocha chino on the back of the bus
If you close eyes and listen she would be one of us
Never did trust, her family at
So she it in the hood
Raised on her own
She with that tone but she white to the bone
You would swear she was black if you spoke on the
Some say it's overblown but she give a damn
All the girls think that she want they man
But it's not your fault they to you
That you and you got as much back as you do
white boys say that you way too thick
And brothas might say you the number one pick
You say "GIRRRL!", roll ya eyes, twist ya
But it comes from the
You mean no disrespect
And even when check you, you just keep it movin
in your heart you feel you ain't got nothin to be provin

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

Now she The Smiths, The Cure, really into Morrissey
Heavy into rock, never with the Jodeci
Notice she was never 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 hair different and she never joined
Carmelancholy with the polywanna syndrome
White stepfather, black daddy never been
Went on the choir, she hear her mom say
"Look at how she walks, why she talk way?"
But girl okay
Ya black is
No how you dress
Or what you think you
what they say, you doin it right
No more on ya pillow as you cry through the night
Stand strong, hold ya at any cost
And know that everyone who tries to put you down is

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