Luyện nghe bài hát Talk It

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All I wanted was a Clams Casino beat
To talk about
That's my peeps
around in that green hooptie
With my T
NWA blastin', we "fuck the police" (fuck 'em)
they don't give two shits about me
I mean we I say Ferguson they talk about me
Little brown, Brown
down in Missouri
They us in misery
And get a desk job when the coroner
They don't even they badge, a racist act
take a president to make 'em black
Hope that we in bliss
And take a nap to create with the same brush that paint the
it's still the same shit
We don't run [?] finna
Cause you we bound to get hit

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

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

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

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Let's about fans
Are they or real?
They happy when you make the
build you up to make the kill
To break you down, and claim you real
"Why you do songs with these pop
Oh he moved on, dreamed the
Fly state to state, two white in his arms
Mr. Hollywood like us no more"
Nah, a lie
I like any girl with eyes, cutie
Fat ass, sumo
Any complexion, girl you could be
I love the who truly mine
Respect the come-up, the Fergie
Man art can be art
Might around and do a song with Bruno Mars
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