Luyện nghe bài hát I Testify

This is what's
No at home
is what's wrong
No to work
This is wrong
Too many lying in too many cry and hurt
Too many lurch we be hurting too long
I
I
I the truth I hold my hand
I tell ya the of every man in the sand
I tell you how lost lost and just don't understand
I talk for 'em let me you understand

You know how many people have been this mother fucker
People really scared round mother fucker
If you find a program for the Mac and the Sam
They grow up like Greg and his big brothers
Nigga tired of making music and they making
Niggas spending money but they none
Now your right in front of stoves cooking run
Mother fucker did I

You made money in crime
Put they hands through the
And Gaye said what's going on
in Cali and Texas they high
You looking dumb like what's on
I ain't hating on I'm just saying
No day for some travel on plane
We need get us let
The they be drinking is dirty as the rain
Black people man data left us in the
Shot us in the when they saw are fucking heat
Got us on the back thought we shake back
We're on three fuck Bill Clinton
We're in the try'na get gold well
Call is too high most of the rich never
So why do we
You can have insurance but they still pay the whole bills for you
Wake up this life is too for you

This is what's
No love in
This is wrong
No jobs to
This is wrong
Too many lying in church too many cry and
Too many try'na lurch we be hurting too
I
I
I tell the truth I hold my
I tell ya the of every man in the sand
I tell you how they lost lost and just understand
I for 'em let me help you understand

You know why the kids right
Cuz all you let 'em do is play on that damn
You don't let 'em run and play they used to do back in the day
So they loose wait when they try hard
tell 'em on the arm board
Got caught go whip a
You see the pussy
I

said that he was hating so he ratted
That ain't why he ratted cuz the nigga he won't need a pussy
Race I don't wanna be a race car
Stay the fuck might get hit a raycha
Cuz a bitch a lie for a dollar bill
The same bitch who would die for a dollar
That wont pay the teacher but pay the judge
Where the of diabetes wont you get it up
You'll get it up
They don't wanna loose niggas so they thinking the money
don't give a fuck
I'm just tired of wrong got the wrong
What I'm seeing with my is a murder scene
White boy killed 9 black in a church
He was hungry to get that Burger King

is what's wrong
No love in
is what's wrong
No to work
This is what's
Too many lying in church too many cry and
Too try'na lurch we be hurting too long
I
I
I the truth I hold my hand
I tell ya the of every man in the sand
I tell you how lost lost and just don't understand
I for 'em let me help you understand
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