Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Kill Sam

The army is the only way out for a black teenager.
We'll provide you with housing, we'll you with education
We'll provide you with you need to survive in life
help you to be the best soldier in the U.S. of A.
Because we do more 7 A.M.
Than most niggers do in their whole

I'm
I'm
I'm
I'm

I wanna kill him, 'cause he tried to play me the trick
But you see, I'm the nigga to fuck with
I got the A to the motherfuckin' K, and ready to rip
Slapped in my banana clip and I'm

Is he in Watts, Oakland, or Brooklyn?
It like he got the whole country behind him
So it's sort of to find him
But when I do, put my gat in his mouth

seventeen rounds make his brains hang out
'Cause the shit he did was for
to fuck a brother up the ass like a small whore
And that shit fly

So now I'm settin' up, the drive-by
And when you hear shit
It the world say
"Damn, I wanna Sam"

Do the run this motherfucker?
Do the niggaz run motherfucker?

Momma, some man at the do'
Sit yo' ass
Uhh hi, I reason to believe that someone in this household
Has just turned eighteen, am I

Here's why I kill the punk
'Cause he to take a motherfuckin' chunk of the funk
He came to my house, I let 'em in
'Cause he he was down with the L.M

He gave up a dap
Then turned around, and out a gat
I it was a caper
I said, "Please don't kill my mother," so he her

me up, took me outside
And I was in a big truck
And it was packed sardines
Full of niggaz, who for the same scheme

Took us to a place and made us
All day and we couldn't shit to say
Broke up the forever
And to this day black folks can't together

And odd
us down, made us pray, to his God
And I think about it, it make me say
"Damn, I kill Sam"

I'm
I'm
I'm

Now in ninety-one, he tax me
I remember, the son of a bitch to axe me
And me by a rope 'til my neck snapped
Now the motherfucker wanna ban rap

And put me under dirt or
But God, can see through a white
'Cause you the devil in
You can your cross, well I'll burn your flag

Try to give me the
So I can stop makin babies me
And you're givin' dope to my chump
Just 'til we get over that hump

'Cause yo' ass is grass cause blast
Can't rap, like you buried jazz
'Cause we stopped bein' whores, stop doin'
So bitch you can your own wars

So if you see a man in red and blue
Gettin' janked by the Mob crew
a man who deserves to buckle
I kill Sam 'cause he ain't my motherfuckin' Uncle

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