Luyện nghe bài hát I Testify

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

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

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

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

You know why the overweight right
Cuz all you let 'em do is on that damn iPod
You don't let 'em run and like they used to do back in the day
So they never wait when they try hard
Nigga 'em on the arm board
Got caught go whip a
You see the pussy
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Nigga that he was hating so he ratted
That ain't why he ratted ratted cuz the nigga he won't a pussy
Race I don't wanna be a race car
Stay the fuck might get hit with a
Cuz a bitch a lie for a dollar bill
The same who would die for a dollar bill
That wont pay the but It'll pay the judge
Where the cure of diabetes you get it up
never get it up
They don't wanna niggas so they thinking 'bout the money
They don't give a
I'm tired of seeing wrong got the wrong
What I'm seeing with my eyes is a murder
boy killed 9 black people in a church
He was hungry to get that bitch King

This is wrong
No love in
is what's wrong
No to work
This is wrong
Too many lying in too many cry and hurt
Too try'na lurch we be hurting too long
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 don't understand
I talk for 'em let me help you
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