Luyện nghe bài hát Patti Dooke

Why do we to cross over?
Why are niggas always crossing somethin'?
And what's the
accept our music as long
As can't see our faces?
One, two, one, two, you got it

through the trenches, what?
Runnin' the trenches, what?
Runnin' through the
the Patti Dooke, it's the Patti what?
Runnin' the trenches, oh
Runnin' through the trenches, the Patti's Dooke

Runnin' the trenches, what?
Runnin' through the trenches,
Runnin' through the
the Patti Dooke, it's the Patti what?
Runnin' the trenches, oh
Runnin' the trenches, it's the Patti's Dooke

Just the other day I got a kit
An M is a thing to waste
Caught the face from the backs of the border of the state
I play control to a

Nah, it happenin', nada to make it even
Robbin' and theivin' is one who infiltrates with a frown
And all remember my for I sniff frequencies
Well, it in the year of '78

But '93 or should I say '94?
For my is much more
I said, "Come in", in
Come on, come out my reservoir

As I macks a man, bastard style has just been stuck
By a sticker with a 'Frigerator
What if, how's about, why
Never thought that the napalm would bust the

it up, the one with the beard
Mega the beat, hide it
under sheets, cover this hint
Hostin' all threats but out Mr. Jarbage

Jimmy and the Jet, on the pier
I'm as the farmer
Cultivatin' mate mendin', bendin'
any of my styles to gain a smile

Listen while you hear it, there's no in my slip
I reckon that the rhythm and the and the rap got me red
While the boys from Tommy plant crossin' to a larger community
Yet they're soon to see I have a named Luck

A nigga Dres
A groupie Cassandra caught bobbin' on the head
Of a baby named Chris, I missed a kid who caught wreck when
Afrika and I Sammy B's on the set

through the trenches, what?
Runnin' the trenches, what?
Runnin' through the
the Patti Dooke, it's the Patti what?
Runnin' the trenches, oh
Runnin' through the trenches, it's the Dooke

Prevention against M.C.'s
against sucka M.C.'s
Prevention against M.C.'s
And now, prevention against M.C.'s

We decided to change the a little bit
we see the big picture
Negroes and white buyin' this album

Negroes and folks buyin' this album
Everybody's gonna know who group is
We just felt the picture wasn't as important
As it was that we in crossing over

Cross ain't nuthin' but a double cross
Once you our audience
We never gon' get back
He may even try to our sound

Let no man put
the groups I never blunder
Cashin' all the on the mic
I might cherry to the bush, brand Wonder

Funk to the fame against
Bridges to woods down under
They can't be raised with the praise
In with no chocolate in the mix

White boy, Roy, feel it
But the to try and steal it
Dilute it, it, kill it
I see him to the masses
And when the leechin' I'ma 'em all in they asses

Runnin' through the trenches,
through the trenches, yeah
Runnin' the trenches
the Patti Dooke, it's the Patti what?
Runnin' the trenches, oh
Runnin' the trenches, it's the Patti's Dooke

It might up but it won't go pop
It blow up but it won't go pop
It might up but it won't go pop
It might up but it won't go pop

It might blow up but it go pop
It might up but it won't go pop
It blow up but it won't go pop
It might up but it won't go pop

I shed and not skin, I ain't from Europe
Afro connects at the root of the of the third
Mums the word ya blind, baby, blind to the fact

rest the Compton so I don't own a gat
But respect is clear crystal Millie got a pistol
And she's down with me, wild, of most
Born to the old school legitimate soul

of the many paragraphs ago
Walker of the plenty calves ago
of the phrase, black in many ways
'Cause I see her runnin' the trenches
into rent my style

I'm not the one to fuck
I'm you out
I'm not the one to fuck wit so check it

Y'all, y'all who I am, listen up, son
Peace to my man,
And y'all better guard trenches
'Cause we runnin' 'em

Do it, fluid, mess up my
Do it, fluid, up my mind
Do it, fluid, up my mind
Do it, fluid, mess up my
Do it, fluid, mess up my

me somethin'?
How come never cross over to us?
I never seen five niggas on Elvis Presley cover