Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Black

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

I'm tryin' to get it on, tryin' to the grip
And there goes officer cracker tryin' to sink my battleship
Turnin' on his flashers, up the dogs
Now my Coupe is flex surrounded by the hogs

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

Is it that a nigga's doin' a tad bit better than
And brutality is all that you 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 dirt

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

President, I beatin' on yo back do'
I make yo doin' rap but I'm black doe, nigga

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

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

And besides we dealin' 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

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

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

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

"Every man that is a car jacker will start jackin'
Police cars and watch jaw shad on the dashboard
Why when you pull us over you show us pistols
Beforeyou asks us for our license? Somethin' is not right"

Rollin' through my hood in my dropper
Gettin' tailgated by a copper
But I got respect for you motherfuckin' dickheads
'Cause y'all was straight back in school, nerdy shitheads

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

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

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

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

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

Die motherfuckers, I'll send your folks my
A of pig in a motherfuckin' hearse
So fuck you motherfuckers, punk take that
'Cause I'm real with the shit that I 'cause I