Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Black

They try to take advantage of a nigga 'cause I'm
They lookin' at me strange, so I'm at they ass back
I got a little problem, so I'm you a note
A letter to the KKK the black folks

I'm tryin' to get it on, tryin' to check the
And there goes officer cracker tryin' to my fuckin' battleship
on his flashers, callin' up the dogs
Now my Lexus Coupe is flex by the hogs

Snatchin' out my seats, tellin' me I dope
Am I on probation or I tell 'em fuck, no
Tell me Mister Officer, the problem? What's the matter?
Why you gotta treat us like

Is it that a nigga's doin' a tad bit better than
And brutality is all you crackers can do
And me up for resistin' yo ass
When in reality officer friendly kicked my ass,

You your authority too
Put your in my shoe and let me try on your boot
So I can run it in
You can treat me like God and I can treat you like

The 22 I been here, I saw
disrespect God before they disrespect the law
But yo, I to diss 'em
'Cause I refuse to be mislead by ungodly system

Mister President, I on yo back do'
I make yo mind doin' rap but I'm black doe,

"We are States of America, you honestly believe
Just because you wear bags that you care?
You the right to abuse and treat my people
Like they're animals on the I'll be damned
Your bloods will flow with the of the black man
In the same streets that you killed me and my in"

Mister Officer, Mister Officer, Mister Sergeant
Just because I'm young and I'm black, I'm a
You say I'm sellin' dope but you
'Cause young dope flash cash and make mistakes

And besides we ain't no mo'
Look at my hood, we ain't no mo'
So yellin' peace
The only war goin' on is goin' on with the police

'Cause they ain't stoppin' with the
If they could they'd lock us up with some and swing a bull whip
'Cause figure they're the master
And they can you to jail or take your lifes

Them sorry bastards that makes me why
The can determine if we live or if a nigga dies
And to me, shit is bull
Only God can take life but I still gotta the law

It's bad enough, I watch the next G but even
I gots to watch the who protect me
They packin' gats, yo
They and protect, they don't respect 'cause I'm black, hoe

"Every black man that is a car will start jackin'
Police cars and jaw brains shad on the dashboard
Why when you pull us over you show us your
Beforeyou asks us for our drivers Somethin' is not right"

Rollin' my hood in my motherfuckin' dropper
Gettin' tailgated by a motherfuckin'
But I ain't got respect for you motherfuckin'
y'all was straight hoes back in school, nerdy shitheads

I finally figured out why you roll in packs
niggas who ain't shit talk loud and pack gats
You got a pistol, now you think you're a VIP man
But you can get cut you'd be just like the next man

me for nothin', runnin' my fuckin' license plates
My come clean, you call the DEA
The DEA says I'm a known dealer
Straight killer, a motherfuckin' wig splitter

He don't know shit a nigga but I'm black
As far as he's concerned, all push crack
And I'm 22 that really makes 'em check
A Benz, Lexus Coupe, no respect

I be doin' long, I'm hidin' somethin' from the demons
He gotta be stringin' yale, let's play that's pregnant
'Cause niggas can't have shit but I'm a troop

You come to us like Luke, Undercover David
David Duke, Mister officer, Mister Mister Master
I'm pickin' out coffin, Sir

Die motherfuckers, I'll your folks my worst
A breast of pig in a motherfuckin'
So fuck you motherfuckers, punk bitches that
'Cause I'm real with the shit I speak 'cause I