Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Skinned White Girls

She got that chino baby on the back of the bus
If you close your eyes and listen she be one of us
Never did trust, her at home
So she it in the hood
herself on her own
She talked that tone but she white to the bone
You would swear she was black if you on the phone
Some say it's overblown but she don't give a
All the girls think that she want they man
But it's not fault they attracted 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, ya neck
But it from the soul
You don't no disrespect
And even when they check you, you just keep it
'cause in your heart you you ain't got nothin to be provin

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

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

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