Luyện nghe bài hát FUCK 12

We are denied not only civil rights, but even rights.
So the way we're going to get some of this exploitation away
from us, or aside us...
Who taught you to the race that you belong to?
So much so you don't want to be around each other.
Who taught you to the texture of your
hair? Who taught you to hate the color of skin?

Fabrics, (whoo)
Expensive, (linen)
Put that in the kitchen, in the kitchen whippin'
Back in the days, I was doin' willin'
Mama gonna kill me, double cup
Every I get the hundo, Will I'm trippin'
Every your bitch phone when she workin' (brr-brr)
Get no playin' time, Kendrick

Timbs like I'm in New Jersey (Jersey)
Dubs versus Hawks, off KD jersey
And he a 30
Up real early, servin', servin',
Fuck bitch, she a virgin (smash)
she had to go to work, she was nursin' (nursin')
I can't a pot to the armed service (service)
I declare war on whole 30
Choppa a hunnid
If I wasn't real, I be a hunnid
So mean everything authentic ('thentic)
car I get, windows presidented (presidented)

Fuck 12, 12
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Knocking at the dope
Cookin' up the dope
You can get a ho (wholesale)
Fuck 12, 12 on my
hatin', contemplatin' on the money I'm makin'
First trappin' out the bando, you fakin'
Karate chop the brick, cut it up, Ninja
Go and get the re-up out the not later
Kickin' my feet up, the J eat up
Your bitch to this drip like Anita
Detective on my back, took my money, I'm illegal
Shootin' at the pigs, they killin' all our people
Young, rich, black, got my mama on my
Daddy disappeared when my mama took him
You shot him 'cause you thought he had a gun or he
You better watch out for the boys when black

I'm doin' just I wanna (for real)
Don't me, bet a hundred (bet it)
Bet a nigga won't go (bet it)
realest out the jungle (Huncho)
I got the from Wakanda (bricks)
Them sit the block over yonder (skrr)
12 tried to pull a nigga over
One to my mama
I'm black, I don't know how to act
Fuck the front seat, I go sit in the
'Cause I'm black, I know how to act
my cup and pour yak (Martell)
'Cause I'm black, I don't give a fuck that
You me off the face tats (whoa)
And I'm (black)
on my back got me the whips out back (whoo)

Fuck 12, 12
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Hands up, shoot
Hands up, shoot
Hands up, don't (Fuck 'em)
Hands up, don't (Fuck 'em)
Hands up, don't (Fuck 'em)
Hands up, shoot (Fuck 'em)
up, don't shoot
(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, 'em, fuck 'em)
We are being killed day
This gon' be your every day
You gon' get tired of shit before we do
You can ask yourself who taught you to being what God made you
'em
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