Luyện nghe bài hát Talk It

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All I wanted was a Clams Casino beat
To about oppression
repressin' my peeps
Ride in that green hooptie
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 keep us in
And get a desk job the coroner leave
They don't even they badge, a racist act
Just a president to make 'em black
Hope that we live in
And take a nap to create with the same that paint the past
it's still the same shit
We don't run [?] help
you know we bound to get hit

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

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

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

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