Luyện nghe bài hát Field Nigga Boogie (XLR8R Remix)

Take it back to the days we raised us up
'Fore rap made the game corrupt
P-Dog in the cut back to bring the
Puttin wood on they ass stand the rain
And bring over beats, and scratch the itch
In a "No Spin Zone," fuck a scanadalous
It's the return of the (Bush Killa) to bust
Just us for the justice, in God we
I rush truth to the youth, and shine the
Take the red pill, open up eyes to life
In this land of these crack fiends and moles
See us overthrow the hold of the devil
And roll deep, keep it underground for the
I'm the sayin, get 'em outta bounds, retreat
Like in this war dance, if one fall
Ten more's in his place to the cause, it's all

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[various
"This program dramatic re-enactments of scenes which depict real events
and contains material which is for" (HIP-HOP)
"Welcome to the show!"
[Dan Rather] "Today, more drugs are into America than ever before"
"We have the best intelligence in the world, we can stop anything we stop"
"You still may little about" - Dan Rather
"The C.I.A.'s with drug lords"
"This was a, a multi-billion business"
"Even menacing" - D.R. "The C.I.A."
[D.R.] "Have gone into the drug trade, and are to take over the government"
"In the war", "on drugs" - D.R.
"Which is the C.I.A. on?"
"We a change! We need a change.." [x2]

"One of these different"

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[Immortal
Yeah! Technique, part of the rebel militia
Weapon I brandish, don't the canvas to paint a picture
Fuck who you askin, tell you what it is
It ain't motherfucker it's the way that we live
Party crashin, the door with a broke lock
And a toast to the cancer of Rupert Murdoch
I got a hit, on the Grand Wizard and the
And I'll be snipin, campus security cops
Fuck around, and I'ma start blastin kids
Payback, for they did to John Africa's crib
These pigs talk a lot of shit, shit, the badge
Can put it down and go the home wrapped in a flag
I have but, empty shells for enemies
Strike me down, that'll birth to ten of me
Forbidden chemistry, my verse is the bomb
combat, next year nigga it's on