Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Black

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

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

out my seats, tellin' me I sell dope
Am I on probation or parole? I '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 you?
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 you like 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 by this ungodly system

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

"We are United States of America, you honestly
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 that you me and my brothers in"

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

And besides we dealin' no mo'
Look at my hood, we killin' no mo'
So everybody's peace
The war that's goin' on is goin' on with the police

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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