Luyện nghe bài hát Talk It

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All I wanted was a Clams Casino beat
To talk oppression
repressin' my peeps
Ride around in that green
my Uncle T
NWA blastin', we "fuck the police" (fuck 'em)
Cause they give two shits about me
I mean we when I say Ferguson they about me
Little brown, Mike
Shot down in
They us in misery
And get a job when the coroner leave
don't even take they badge, a racist act
Just take a president to make 'em
Hope that we in bliss
And take a nap to create with the same brush that paint the
Cause it's still the same
We don't run [?] help
Cause you know we to get hit

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All I wanted was a Clams Casino beat
To talk these hatin' motherfuckers
'bout me
All I ever wanted was a Clams beat
To about these hatin' motherfuckers
Talkin' me

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Let's about hate
in the game
Be the same niggas that you made friend
You give me a beat, they ain't it then
Then you run around town like you made my
you nothin' but love
Somethin' strange
Just wanted to see and make some
What about old friends that I change
I change, I'm grown about my change

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All I needed was a Clams beat
To talk these loyal fans
That be talkin' me
All I needed was a Clams Casino
To talk about loyal fans
be talkin' 'bout me

3]
Let's talk about
Are they or real?
They happy when you the deal
build you up to make the kill
To break you down, and you ain't real
"Why you do songs with these pop
Oh he moved on, dreamed the
Fly state to state, two white in his arms
Mr. don't like us no more"
Nah, a lie
I like any girl eyes, cutie pies
Fat ass, thighs
Any complexion, you could be mine
I love the fans who truly
Respect the come-up, the grind
Man art can be art
Might fuck around and do a with Bruno Mars
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