Luyện nghe bài hát It's A Shame

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Who else but me, can see the state of that we face
Cause wearin of certain can get a brother a case
pants, Air Force Ones, and a baseball cap
It's casual, but to authorities it mean you crack
It's a shame I can't ride on the side of town
Without bein over, thrown on the hood and patted down
Searchin my person for weapons and paraphenalia
It's rough on a that's what I'm tellin ya
I say thug, I don't mean I'm 'sposed to be locked behind bars
Cause my for thug is True Hero Under God
But still I'm a cause I got gold teeth
Ain't no for blacks, just-us with no sleep
And they why I keep a Glock 40 on my hip
Cause Houston police department love to empty full
Accidental death? Bullshit! They murdered all my
Chinga tu de policina {?} puente
If they get out of line, I get out of
I'll be damned if I don't fight for my and don't mind dyin
Already got one foot in the grave, shit for me to jump in
overdosin on codeine, heart barely pumpin
I'm all the time, straight addicted
Paranoid, my dog be a detective, so I don't wanna kick it
Even though I don't rob banks or sell street
I still be collect to Trae to say, come bail me out
This crooked-ass America, I swear got some game
Every I travel to, the situation the same
I can't even say it's racial cause I got white friends
Then again, they get patted cause I'm not a friend
a shame

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Bad enough they wanna me around the sto'
Like steal somethin, thinkin I ain't got no dough
And if I died tonight, think I did a crime for it
Offer me 25, insistin I sign for it
Why I can't drive a ride and rock diamonds and gold
Why every time I shine you wanna my soul
investigation cause the ghetto on parole
Something's wrong, if I'm not flowin a shame

27 years of is all I saw
I lost homies to homies, and homies to the law
Everywhere I lay my head, dere been
I done seen so many since the day my momma died
I ain't lyin, will I remit, I survive, can I breathe?
Cause I don't see too many as murderers and thieves
And I never seen a man cry, until I a man die
But he was to do me so I had to make that man fly
Will the understand self-defense
All they give a about is who did it and evidence
Screamin guilty to take thug off the street
Prejudiced can't keep no blood off the street
I'm one deep, if I gotta use my burner, I'm
I gotta go "Rollin' on the River" like Tina Turner
Cause this crooked-ass America, I they got some game
Innocent until never found guilty, but still in
a shame