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 away
from us, or aside 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 hate the texture of
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, I'm trippin'
Every your bitch phone when she workin' (brr-brr)
Get no time, Kendrick Perkins

Rockin' Timbs like I'm in New (Jersey)
Dubs versus Hawks, off KD jersey
And he a 30
Up early, servin', 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 war on your whole 30
hold a hunnid
If I real, I would be a hunnid
So that everything authentic ('thentic)
Every car I get, windows (presidented)

Fuck 12, 12
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Knocking at the bales
Cookin' up the ROTEL
You can get a ho (wholesale)
Fuck 12, 12 on my
They hatin', contemplatin' on the I'm makin'
niggas trappin' out the bando, you fakin'
Karate chop the brick, cut it up, Gaiden
Go and get the re-up out the boat not
Kickin' my up, the J wanna eat up
Your bitch addicted to this drip Anita
Detective on my back, 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 you thought he had a gun or he black
You better 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)
Huncho out the jungle (Huncho)
I got the bricks Wakanda (bricks)
Them boys sit the block over (skrr)
12 tried to 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)
I'm black, I don't 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)

12, fuck 12
Fuck 12, fuck 12, 12
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Fuck 12, 12, fuck 12
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Fuck 12, fuck 12, 12

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