Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Kill Sam

The is the only way out for a young black teenager.
We'll provide you with housing, we'll provide you with
We'll provide you with everything you to survive in life
We'll 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 kill him, 'cause he tried to play me like 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 and I'm lookin'

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

Pump seventeen 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 ain't fly

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

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

Momma, man at the front do'
Sit yo' ass
Uhh hi, I have reason to believe that someone in this
Has just eighteen, am I correct?

Here's why I wanna the punk
'Cause he tried to take a chunk of the funk
He to my house, I let 'em bail in
'Cause he said he was down the L.M

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

Tied me up, took me
And I was thrown in a big
And it was packed sardines
of niggaz, who fell for the same scheme

Took us to a and made us work
All day and we couldn't shit to say
up the families forever
And to this day black can't stick together

And odd
us down, made us pray, to his God
And when I think 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 hang me by a rope 'til my snapped
Now the sneaky wanna ban rap

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

Try to give me the
So I can makin babies like me
And givin' dope to my people chump
Just wait 'til we get that hump

'Cause yo' ass is grass cause blast
bury rap, like you buried jazz
'Cause we stopped bein' whores, stop doin'
So you can fight your own wars

So if you see a man in red and blue
Gettin' by the Lench Mob crew
a man who deserves to buckle
I wanna kill Sam 'cause he my motherfuckin' Uncle

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