Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Kill Sam

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

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

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

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

Pump seventeen rounds make his brains out
'Cause the he did was uncalled for
Tried to fuck a up the ass like a small whore
And shit ain't fly

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

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

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

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

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

Tied me up, took me
And I was in a big truck
And it was packed like
Full of niggaz, who fell for the same

us to a place and made us work
All day and we couldn't have to say
up the families forever
And to this day folks can't stick together

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

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

Try to me the H-I-V
So I can stop babies like me
And givin' dope to my people chump
Just wait 'til we get over hump

'Cause yo' ass is grass I'ma blast
Can't bury rap, like you jazz
'Cause we stopped bein' whores, stop doin'
So bitch you can fight own wars

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

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