Luyện nghe bài hát Tales From the Darkside (Remix)

Peace don't me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers succotash
Livin' large, me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, live by the trigger
How the do you figure?
That I can say peace and the gunshots cease?
Every cop killer goes
just send another nigga to the morgue
A point scored- they could give a fuck us
rather 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 kill ten of me to get the job
To serve, protect, and break a neck
Cause I'm the one with the of funk
And 'Fuck tha Police' in the deck
You should listen to me cause more to see
Call my neighborhood a ghetto it houses minorities
The other color don't know you can run but not
These are tales from the

You free Africa, I stare at yuh
Cause we ain't got it too in America
I fuck with them overseas
My homeboy died a key of cocaine
It was plain and
The 9mm "pop" to the temple
"pop pop pop" was the sound I put the down
And ran to the bathroom
in the trash can yo it had room
So I ducked my ass in it for a
Covered trash I had to lay back
Mad as fuck, thinkin' the payback
the crew gonna have a little fun
I went and cut the barrel of my shotgun
gettin' critical, I stole a 5.0
I let it go, real slow
I out 'Ice Cube sucker'
The shot-gun kicked, and it motherfuckers
I you last album
When I got a sawed off, bodies are off
Its a shame, that niggas die
But to the side it don't matter none
It'll be a drive by
But to me its just another tale the dark side

Standing in the of war
In the middle we
When we die, we won't Jet
+Ebony+ can't see to the side
The term they to us is a nigga
Call it what you want, I'm comin' from the coroner
my rhymes with a Ph.D.
Who's black, don't role, sells his soul
Watch his head go
Who the are they foolin'?
Nobody knows, but I suppose the color of my
the color of the one on my face
As wonder whats under my waist
Standin' on the of them gettin' brown
That's a fact got a on their bozack
Run, run, run, ass off, they can not hide