Luyện nghe bài hát One Four Love Pt. 2

The precinct is crooked, my man got up
Had cracks on him worth about a
They just it, asked him questions like, "Where's the guns?"
They tried to him to tell them where was Un
The God ten deep in a red passenger
Guns out when jumped out, pointed at us
Here comes, they call a procedure
us against a gate, cuffin us before they beat us

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It's they can't trust us, they wanna bust us
and crush us, they f' us, there's no peace, no just-us
They claim to protect us, they serve and wreck us
Never respect us, arrest us and stress us

To see the Devil die is my purpose of to up
Self-determinance is the must, I Kool G jog-a-leos
Free your mind and yo *bitch* is sure to
and free will come to lock it down, look out for thats hollow

[Wise (of Poor Righteous Teachers)]
P.I.T. supreno
Mix it down, dedicated to Steve
Directored steam and gouge Danno
F' the five-oh pronto, 'cause I
First head to take the and burst lead
Never did but might to do it
Lies twenty-five, hollow shots in a pro-active
7-A, M-J, stop the BS movement, how we do it
the people, conscious *niggas* get to it

[Chorus: Mos Def (of Star)]
My unite and let's all get down
We got to have one love, peace and
One God, one love, one
One aim, one voice, one

[Chorus 2: Mos
My people unite, hop up and do a
We got to have one love, peace and
One God, one love, one
One aim, one voice, one
My people unite, hop up and do a (echoes)
Keep it tight y'all, do it right

Yo, police brutality, I worked for a salary
and did time for a I didn't commit
They tried to beat me in my head, make a brotha
Hit me in the face sticks, lockin me down for bein around
Still remember, never into the beast
The man, peace for
My reality is to fight back police

[Crunch Lo (of F.A.M.)]
Mr. Officer got my trapped in a corridor
Long hallway, they in with the gunplay
Swing knight sticks, run thicker than and Crips
Harass mad cats and it don't sense
around in dark tints, fiendin to match finger prints
Search me down everyday and you ain't content

[Rock (of Skeltah)]

Calm your nerves down, bop heads too high
Let 'em know Rock, wonderin why you keep gettin knocked
'cause you a part time dealer, prob'ly a part time
Not a part killer, but them dudes is full time cops
Make a hustle stupid, you half *ass* black
Stack, use head for than a hat rack, Jack
Start runnin your instead of runnin the streets
Runnin your mouth, oh yeah, stop from beasts

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