Luyện nghe bài hát Tales From the Darkside (Remix)

Peace make me laugh!
All I is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta by the trigger
How the fuck do you
That I can say and the gunshots will cease?
Every cop killer ignored
just send another nigga to the morgue
A point scored- could give a fuck about us
They catch us with guns and white powder
If I was old, they'd probably be a of me
Since I'm young, consider me the enemy
They ten of me to get the job correct
To serve, protect, and break a neck
Cause I'm the one with the trunk of
And 'Fuck tha in the tape deck
You should to me cause there's more to see
Call my neighborhood a ghetto cause it houses
The other color don't know you can run but not
These are from the darkside

You wanna Africa, I stare at yuh
Cause we ain't got it too good in
I can't fuck with them
My homeboy died over a key of
It was and simple
The 9mm went "pop" to the
"pop pop pop" was the sound I put the bitch
And ran to the schoolyard
Looked in the trash can yo it had
So I my ass in it for a minute
with trash I had to lay back
Mad as fuck, about the payback
the crew gonna have a little fun
I went home and cut the of my shotgun
It's gettin' critical, I a 5.0
I let it go, drive real
I yelled out Cube sucker'
The kicked, and it murdered motherfuckers
I told you last
When I got a sawed off, bodies are off
Its a shame, that die young
But to the light side it don't none
It'll be a by homicide
But to me its just tale from the dark side

in the middle of war
In the we flex
When we die, we won't Jet
+Ebony+ can't see to the light
The term they to us is a nigga
Call it what you want, cause I'm comin' from the
Sayin my with a Ph.D.
Who's black, wanna role, sells his soul
his head go rollin'
Who the are they foolin'?
knows, but I suppose the color of my clothes
Matches the color of the one on my
As they wonder whats under my
on the verge of them gettin' brown
That's a fact got a on their bozack
Run, run, run, their ass off, they can not