Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Black

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

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

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

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

You your authority too
Put your foot in my shoe and let me try on your
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 gots to 'em
I refuse to be mislead by this ungodly system

Mister President, I beatin' on yo do'
I yo mind doin' rap but I'm black doe, nigga

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

Mister Officer, Mister Officer, Mister Sergeant
Just because I'm and I'm black, I'm a target?
You say I'm sellin' dope but you
'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 that's goin' on is goin' on the police

'Cause they stoppin' with the bullshit
If they could they'd lock us up with some and swing a bull whip
'Cause they figure they're the
And can take you to jail or take your lifes

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

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

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

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

I finally figured out why you bitches roll in
'Cause niggas who shit talk loud and pack gats
You got a fuckin' pistol, now you think a VIP man
But you can get cut you'd be just like the next man

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

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

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

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

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