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, provide you with education
We'll provide you with you need to survive in life
We'll you to be the best soldier in the U.S. of A.
Because we do before 7 A.M.
most niggers do in their 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 to fuck with
I got the A to the K, and it's ready to rip
Slapped in my banana and I'm lookin'

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

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

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

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

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

why I wanna kill the punk
'Cause he tried to 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
Then around, and pulled out a gat
I it was a caper
I said, "Please don't kill my mother," so he her

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

Took us to a place and us work
All day and we couldn't have to say
Broke up the families
And to day black 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 through a white
'Cause you the in drag
You can your cross, well I'll burn your flag

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

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

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

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