Luyện nghe bài hát FUCK 12

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

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

Rockin' Timbs 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 armed (service)
I war on your whole 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 dope
Cookin' up the dope
You can get a ho (wholesale)
Fuck 12, 12 on my
They hatin', contemplatin' on the I'm makin'
First trappin' out the bando, you fakin'
chop the brick, cut it up, Ninja Gaiden
Go and get the out the boat not later
my feet up, the J wanna eat up
Your bitch to this drip like Anita
on my back, just took my money, I'm illegal
Shootin' at the pigs, they been killin' all our
Young, rich, black, got my mama on my
Daddy disappeared my mama took him back
You shot him 'cause you thought he had a gun or he
You better watch out for the when you're black

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

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Hands up, don't
Hands up, don't
Hands up, shoot (Fuck 'em)
Hands up, shoot (Fuck 'em)
up, don't shoot (Fuck 'em)
Hands up, don't (Fuck 'em)
Hands up, don't
(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, '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 God made you
'em
'em