Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Kill Sam

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

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

I wanna kill him, he tried to play me like the trick
But you see, I'm the wrong nigga to fuck
I got the A to the motherfuckin' K, and it's to rip
in my banana clip and I'm lookin'

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

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

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

Do the run this motherfucker?
Do the niggaz run this

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

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

He gave up a dap
turned around, and pulled out a gat
I knew it was a
I said, "Please kill my mother," so he raped her

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

Took us to a place and made us
All day and we couldn't shit to say
Broke up the families
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 wanna Sam"

I'm
I'm
I'm

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

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

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

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

So if you see a man in red white and
Gettin' janked by the Lench Mob
It's a man who deserves to
I wanna kill Sam he ain't my motherfuckin' Uncle

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