Luyện nghe bài hát My Generation

Every block got cribs, schools got blocks
got essays, essays
With the wrong colors ear, you shine a dear
Hes in a gang, in a gang
Pop up, up by your bang bang, bang
Cry, cry, cry, for my
god knows!

[Wyclef
It come, ya
It come, ya
It come, ya
It come, ya

for
Reason to the fly bush
Police get.. in the bush
the life in Brooklyn New York
Then I moved to Jersey it still cause more
One, two, three,
But your life more than
I got many styles, styles,
For example this is the one and is na, na, na, na, na me
Still got the swag and
wanna beat me but they
But they can only be on G's
...
My watch blind the sun...
...
But I cry, cry, cry for my generation!

Every block got cribs, even got blocks
Everywhere got essays,
With the wrong colors ear, you like a dear
Hes in a gang, in a gang
Pop up, show up by your bang bang,
Cry, cry, cry, for my
god knows!

X...
Coke to the crack, to the x,
hero to the Weed, weed to the
They like choppers
Some generation, where we it off and
on to the
They talk choppers, but they jam
Im watching every day, he go down..
Cause wanna be 2pac
other two blocks
Every on TV fools you,
here little man, let me school you!
Yeah, you see em with the money and the rims, the diamonds the
But half of boys, theyre lying

I try, for my generation
And all the time, for my
We aint.. got the getting high, got the .. getting wasted.
I know, got the
He made a couple million dollars of
So now, got the chasing
Hes black and hes

Every got cribs, even schools got blocks
Everywhere got essays,
With the wrong ear, you shine like a dear
Hes in a gang, in a gang
Pop up, up by your bang bang, bang
Cry, cry, cry, for my
god knows!