Luyện nghe bài hát Tales From the Darkside (Remix)

Peace make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the
I'm a nigga, gotta live by the
How the fuck do you
That I can say peace and the gunshots cease?
Every cop goes ignored
They just another nigga to the morgue
A point scored- they give a fuck about us
rather catch us with guns and white powder
If I was old, probably be a friend of me
Since I'm young, they consider me the
kill ten of me to get the job correct
To serve, protect, and break a niggas
Cause I'm the one with the of funk
And 'Fuck tha Police' in the deck
You should to me cause there's more to see
Call my neighborhood a ghetto it houses minorities
The color don't know you can run but not hide
These are tales from the

You free Africa, I stare at yuh
Cause we got it too good in America
I can't fuck them overseas
My homeboy over a key of cocaine
It was plain and
The 9mm "pop" to the temple
"pop pop pop" was the sound I put the bitch
And ran to the bathroom
Looked in the can yo it had room
So I ducked my ass in it for a
with trash I had to lay back
Mad as fuck, thinkin' the payback
Tonight the crew gonna a little fun
I went home and cut the barrel of my
It's gettin' critical, I a 5.0
I let it go, real slow
I yelled out 'Ice Cube
The shot-gun kicked, and it motherfuckers
I told you last
I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
Its a shame, that die young
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 make Jet
+Ebony+ see to the light side
The term they apply to us is a
Call it you want, cause I'm comin' from the coroner
Sayin my with a Ph.D.
Who's black, don't wanna role, sells his
Watch his go rollin'
Who the fuck are they
Nobody knows, but I suppose the of my clothes
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