Luyện nghe bài hát I Testify

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

You how many people have been round this mother fucker
People really scared round mother fucker
If you don't find a for the Mac and the Sam
They grow up like Greg and his big brothers
Nigga tired of making music and they money
Niggas spending money but making none
Now your right in front of stoves nose run
fucker did I testify

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

This is what's
No in home
is what's wrong
No to work
is what's 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 my hand
I tell ya the feelings of man in the sand
I tell you how they lost and just don't understand
I talk for 'em let me you understand

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

This is what's
No love in
is what's wrong
No jobs to
This is what's
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 ya the feelings of every man in the sand
I you how they lost lost and just don't understand
I talk for 'em let me you understand
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