Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Rags

Pushin' drop-tops, Stacy tapes, the 80's had us all apes Youngest gorillas up to bat at home plate
That was a era, in my pants
Yeah, X Clan hair, dreads at the top of my fade

an' Feds on the blocks where I played, b-ball
That's I wondered was I here for the cause, or be-cause
'Cause Ray could see the ghetto
Was told to stay an' I could beat the devil

'Cause yo, I used to play Balcony seats
Watchin' swing razors in the front row, out in the streets
The car show, 560's, afros
Acuras Super Lover Cee an' Casanova

Live chicks be, bustin' out of they
Wearin' lip gloss, big door knockers they earlobes
So where them years go? Where the old gold beers an' go?
But now shorties here doe, so

The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs
Riker's Island bustin', packed, what's the word?
The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride, one mo'

The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs
Island bustin', still packed, what's the word?
The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride,

Political thugs in shark suits us to pull
In boots, yellin, "Join the armed forces"
We the Vietnam War, intoxicated poisons
Needles in arms of instead of bigger fortunes

still a lot of crawlin' in the carpet offices
War in the ghetto, we in a barrel, they torture us
They won't be servin' the beast too
The murderers wearin' police uniforms, confederate I burn

Beat street breakers dancin' to the music I chose
An' Peachtree Atlantic heads was tootin' they
In corners of Chicago, loaded up Llama's children
With an'

We incarnates, headed for jail
Where Shell gas company in South Africa be us killed
Your paper money was the of Christ
An' all these shorties comin' up, just your life
It's a cycle

The doo rags are back, fitted hats, an' furs
Riker's Island bustin', packed, what's the word?
The stay drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, still life's ride, one mo' time

The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels an'
Riker's bustin', still packed, what's the word?
The stay drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, right

Used to wear on they hair when it was fried up
That's we were lied to, buyin' hair products
before my generation, when our blackness started disintegratin'
'Til awareness penetratin'

The styles come from prison, they used makin' liquor
Just to prove we some
Turnin' nothin' into somethin', is God
An' you get nothin' without an' hard work

War is necessary to my in
From to Sing-Sing, I'm wantin' y'all to know one thing
The hardest is to forgive, but God does
Even if you or robbed, yeah, it's wrong, but God loves

Take one step toward him, he takes two you
Even all else fail, God support you
I it, got God sun on my stomach
My heart an' my lungs was affected an' gettin'

Do your body right an' it you back
You get one life, an' yo, because of that
I'm still blazin', out for the cause
Still rockin', stockin', not for the waves, no laws
An' like that

The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs
Riker's bustin', still packed, what's the word?
The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, still life's ride, one mo' time

The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs
Riker's bustin', still packed, what's the word?
The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride,