Luyện nghe bài hát Made In Black America

(Intro)
The Los Leakers,
That is an amazing
Whomever up with that name
Is a f...freaking
this bitch up!
This is another Los Angeles
You fucking corkscrew ass motherfucker!

(Verse)
in Black America, metaphor for a predator
Been to the Mediterranean, on my like a editor
I like a reservoir, dog
Rap Tarantino, off the like Django
let the chain glow, where they bang known
And niggas get shot like camera
In rap videos put up on
I'm where the buck 50 perennial all-star
Fruit don't fall far from Islam
When rap is dead, I had the fluid that
I speak, you I'm in the building like an intercom
Com, the world's most...
Intricate, with imminent
Domain, I'm myself like a sentiment-
-tal letter written to myself, for greatness, wellness and wealth
I'm cold, I'm to melt
I'm more than a hot song, or a hot
Ask my ex, I still live on like
My spirit and style a transformation
Make room, I don't need
You suite as a hotel, I presidential
Strange to be and know that Heaven sent you
To rearrange the mental, I've things we've been through
It's hard for a man to claim gentile, let me change the
I be with broads that got they shit
Even if it ain't meant forever, still smoke the together
The essence of the herbs, the of the words
Yeah you got a chest but I'm treasurin' curves
You walk past, I'ma behind you
Look you up and to find you
Can see I was designed to, give you and refine you
You fucking me we can grind to
Gather the better America

(Verse)
in Black America, takin' threats from a terrorist
We will never but the media feed hysteria
And I be inferior, if I be in of ya
More godly than gluttonous but my superior
You the difference 'tween the kids with the lunch tickets
And the ones the money, in the cafeteria
I break bread with my brethren like a pizzeria
Spinnin' dough, you'll red dots over cheese, be a-
-ware of your whereabouts, be feeble
I'm pissed off, tinkle is the
You's just a little star (twinkle) ain't me
Been a since ma made me
My president is
I wonder if Pac we was ready for that, or did we move too fast?
I don't give a fuck, shit my glad
They pass gun law or not, niggas still gon' pop up dead
Yeah, I'm the in this hip-hop matrix,
Exposin' shit
Used to borrow dollars, now my ain't so common
Went across the whole screamin' Hiiipower
Never a racist, but I love horsepower, I'm hot
That's why I got the in the stands
Em googlin', enemies shakin' hands
Restorin' the balance, the malice
We kill you motherfuckin' mice a mallet
This is Huey P Newton a QP
Bobby with a Seale, Fred on pills
In the Hamptons, now real, what's happenin'?
I'm just trying to teach my 'bout the Emerald tablets
Stop the war in Syria over a bowl of
Kill a then book a flight on Expedia
To the nation's capital, Golf Wang
Black lip pastor, tip the usher he pass yah
Welcome to America