Luyện nghe bài hát Red Byers (Say Som'n Do Som'n)

Say something do
That's the way I was raised
But we living in different nowadays
But no matter you was taught
man must hold his own

Pac told me, "reach the homies"
When the know me then you get guacamole
Still gotta watch police even if you got dough
Haza's will not me, 'cause I am not Toby
I am a
I made my on this planet, I am cha-ching
my Asian name, I get dough from rhyming supreme
I was poor, now I am a
I was low as slime in
That's man, I put the 'woop' on it
A few then you gon' get a new song with 'soo-woo' on it
The youth want it in groups to use the loop on
A bad man, what I am, an odd one
Never ask me your broad done
I'ma say to the Wa Gwan
as Halie Selassie
So nobody to stop me
Plus I got to watch me
Free from the debauchery
Stay away from wires
fake with us
And you gonna get fired
Cause we to say something, do something (What?)
Red

And if I ever to fall
I lift with both feet on the
me ten feet tall
Looking
now?
Say something, do
Wassup
Say something, do
Ah me?
Say something, do
OG
Say something, do

If I it I meant it
how I live
die for it
how I am

You consider suburban on white cop
Who been to the hood, to the hood
Cause the perception get from all the killings on the TV
never good, in the hood
So it's nervous they give service
No courage can lead to
The make them assertive
And I heard it can't be
the word is "We deserve it"
Cause alerted, we flirted with purges
us dead and deserted
Permanently dirted, it
In a pine box I'm not dyin'
Tryna my time stop
Nine got them slimes that bop
And it never do dime
Born on Nine' block to dot
Then the rhymes where they find bop
I can still walk on Highland, on Wayne
Claiming what I aught to
Soft and sensitive suckers, they the walk of shame
Heads wire, like that bled, ours
The flyers
Because we say something, do
Red

And if I ever started to
I lift with feet on the ground
me ten feet tall
Looking
now?
Say something, do
now?
Say something, do
Ah me?
Say something, do
OG
Say something, do

All I got is my
as my name is good

Feel evil, really
Sinister shit for illy
Who milly tote for folkes
Busting they chilly most
these broke enemies finna be untill he croaks
Leaving 'em wrapped in a coat
Crossing him with a like a billy goat
We talk way cause we been through so much
to have no guts
Anybody faking we say up
We got our and city showed up
That's from all the and bumping
We found the in the sunken hole
is plight and disfunction
Plowed us right something
Hours frighting and funking
But the cowards and punching
And the pal is to trump him
Now we and bumping
Flying than med tryers
We sires and they bed lie-ers
They get nothing and we got everything, Meyer
I salute the OG, Red Byers