Luyện nghe bài hát FUCK 12

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

Fabrics, (whoo)
Expensive, (linen)
Put bitch in the kitchen, in the kitchen whippin'
Back in the days, I was doin' willin'
Mama kill me, double cup spillin'
Every time I get the hundo, Will I'm
Every time your bitch phone when she (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 that bitch, she a (smash)
Said she had to go to work, she was (nursin')
I can't turn a pot to the service (service)
I declare war on your 30
Choppa hold a
If I wasn't real, I would be a
So that mean authentic ('thentic)
car I get, windows presidented (presidented)

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

I'm doin' just I wanna (for real)
Don't me, bet a hundred (bet it)
Bet a won't go under (bet it)
realest out the jungle (Huncho)
I got the bricks Wakanda (bricks)
Them sit the block over yonder (skrr)
12 to pull a young nigga over
One to my mama
'Cause I'm black, I don't how to act
Fuck the seat, I go sit in the back
I'm black, I don't know how to act
Double my cup and yak (Martell)
'Cause I'm black, I don't give a fuck that
You judging me off the 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, don't
Hands up, don't
up, don't shoot (Fuck 'em)
Hands up, don't (Fuck 'em)
up, don't shoot (Fuck 'em)
Hands up, don't (Fuck 'em)
up, don't shoot
(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, 'em, fuck 'em)
We are being every day
This gon' be your every day
You gon' get tired of shit before we do
You can ask yourself who taught you to hate being what God you
'em
'em