Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom Of Speech

You don't understand, do you?
Hey man, don't you realize in order for us to make this thing man
We've got to get rid of the and the pushers and the prostitutes
And then start all over clean?
Hey look, pushing me anywhere, ok?
I not you, not the cops, nobody man
I you wanna get rid of the pushers I'll help you
But don't send your people to me
Oh come on
Can't you see we can't get rid of one without getting rid of the other
We gotta come on both of them at the same time
In for this whole thing to work for the people

1]
Good to those who wait
I don't involve wth those who make noise or in hate
I to God, may Allah make my bars be great
So my job secure in case my is late
I got no time to it down and contemplate
Niggas for a change so Obama eight
Years, safe here never,
Kept it moving, reindeer
babies turned crack sellers, still got nada
That when you black nigga with no product
Unathletic, it's sad though when it's no
So now you with the strapped niggas that problems
No problem, and the hood ain't changed in
And I'm optimistic at times for can't erase the fear
Pro-black is dead, self-loathing and
Whole race feel misplaced since the Era
Che Guevera ??
Hear cries from moms for convisary
And the stop now, the town is different
See the blocks like mamba, brown omitted
Little gentrification which gender-specific
All us is niggas, a few of niggas is bitches
Dig it, cigar lit up, Obama got a tenure
You ain't gotta get unless that boy sizzle

Yeah, one under God
Politics about the guap, I hate to break your
Just my part
low, pray to God
For all the shown, it made it hard to watch
Could be a race war, niggas on your
somebody start

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Conspiracy theorists in my
And feel like my shit is somehow different
It be the image of my niggas
And perception is ruining my vision, dig that
My president mulatto, a of many of serato
A penny for your thoughts, my retorts worth a
Get off my George Carver
As far as little Bush, I'm more little Rallo
Do you or did I lose you?
Ms. Dash, yeah, she bad, but the still clueless
get her, not little
Witherspoon feeder the seats fill up, get me
on my feet nigga, jiggy
I, in chief, nigga, Bentley
Exercise of speech, nigga, get me
But just ain't me, nigga, feel me?