Luyện nghe bài hát FUCK 12

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

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

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)
she had to go to work, she was nursin' (nursin')
I can't turn a pot to the armed (service)
I declare war on whole 30
hold a hunnid
If I wasn't real, I be a hunnid
So that mean everything ('thentic)
Every car I get, windows (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', contemplatin' on the money I'm
First niggas out the bando, you fakin'
chop the brick, cut it up, Ninja Gaiden
Go and get the re-up out the boat not
my feet up, the J wanna eat up
Your bitch addicted to this like Anita
Detective on my back, just my money, I'm illegal
at the pigs, they been killin' all our people
Young, rich, black, got my on my back
Daddy when my mama took him back
You him 'cause you thought he had a gun or he black
You better out for the boys when you're black

I'm doin' what I wanna (for real)
Don't believe me, bet a (bet it)
Bet a won't go under (bet it)
Huncho realest out the (Huncho)
I got the bricks from (bricks)
Them sit the block over yonder (skrr)
12 to pull a young nigga over
One call to my
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 give a fuck about that
You judging me off the face (whoa)
And I'm (black)
Whips on my back got me the out back (whoo)

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